Springtime is opening windows, fresh air, breaking out the bright colored shirts that have been hiding in the back of your drawer since fall, jumping in puddles (I actually did that yesterday), and the first glimpse of summer. We didn’t have much snow this winter, and spring has come unusually early here. My mom says the warm weather won’t last. I hope it does.
I’m in shorts right now, my window is open, and the sun is shining. I may be sick, but I’m pretty happy at the moment. God is good.