There are years when spring bursts upon us all at once. We move quickly from winter coats, long underwear, beef stew and electric blankets, right into shorts, popsicles, pools and gardens with barely time to catch our breath. This is not one of those years. A day or two of warmth followed by rain and gray. One more day of sun and three more cold gray days. We are doing our best to celebrate the little things, regardless of the weather.
Flowers and fresh herbs on the back deck.
Stories in the hammock.
Sun warmed cats.
Frog boots in puddles.
Hang in there, summer is coming.
Are you noticing the lack of Owen pictures too? He gets to ok which pictures I post and he hasn’t been in the mood to be photographed lately.