The vernal equinox was about a half an hour ago – it's officially spring. That's a little hard to believe since as I look out my office window I see snow blowing in sheets down our road and over the field. Last year we enjoyed a 70-80˚ week at this time. Remember that? What a treat. Unfortunately, the early warm weather, followed by a freeze meant we didn't enjoy any fruit last year. (That explains the $5 can of cherries I bought a few weeks ago.)
Last week, Josie asked to eat her lunch under the dining room table. The only place in the house bathed in warm sunshine. Who can blame her? If I could have fit my butt under there, I would have curled up like a cat and soaked in some vitamin D too.