Yesterday I wore short sleeves and the kids spent more time outside than inside. Spring announced herself boldly yesterday, I found signs of the new season everywhere I looked:
laundry flapping on the clotheslines
the tips of daffodils poking into the sunlight...
my favorite springtime find in my mailbox: APT's Book of Summer!
To lie on fresh-smelling sheets reading this book is one of springtime's particular pleasures.
Spill it, reader. How does spring announce herself to you?