Kickin it back to last week when the weather was much nicer than it is right now. What a tease those warm spring days are. The pool opens in a month, but that seems like a far away dream with how chilly this week has been.
I think the older one gets, the more they notice the details. Like the budding of green leaves on trees. I can't ever remember a year when I kept daily watch on the buds at the end of our branches like I have been this month, but I am eagerly anticipating those branches coming to life with full, healthy leaves.
Spring, like life, often feels like two steps forward, one step back. We'll get there. We've been saying that a lot around here this year. We'll get there.
Good things from our good weather last week...
...bubbles and dirt digging and pet worms.
...blooming bushes, deck dinners and driveway tailgate games.
...Friday night deck parties, bonfires with s'mores and coffee and reading outside on a Saturday morning. My shoulders actually got some red on them...
...bike rides around Big Woods, Sunday thunderstorms and steak Fajitas and Dairy Queen Blizzards before early bedtimes.
We are itching for summer. For warmth and boating and nights at the Falls and Movies Under the Moon and bike rides at dusk and firefly catching and freezy pops on the deck and sunblock smells on tan skin. We'll get there.