As I type it is 73 degrees outdoors. There are birds chirping and I can hear kids talking loudly to each other as they walk down our street in little groups. They’re wearing short-sleeves and some of the more daring are even sporting shorts. The ice-crusted snow that’s been in our yard for several weeks has melted away leaving the ground soft and muddy. We’ve opened the windows and doors to welcome the warm air. Of course, I’m working today so I haven’t spent much time outside, but Robyn took Chloe and Gabriel for a walk around the block. They’re all badly in need of some fresh air and an escape from the house.<\/p>\n
Weather like this reminds me of those heady days of early spring when I would be so happy to be home from school so that I could spend some time outdoors. Jumping off the schoolbus, I’d hurry home to drop off my stuff and then back outside to do…whatever! In my younger days, I would probably have my mom take me to Stephen Robert’s house where we would play Star Wars or explore the river behind his house. Later, I could probably be found shooting my bow and arrow or practicing my rolls or walking through the woods.<\/p>\n
The spring air is so clean and fresh on days like today. It truly makes one happy to be alive.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
As I type it is 73 degrees outdoors. There are birds chirping and I can hear kids talking loudly to each other as they walk down our street in little groups. They’re wearing short-sleeves and some of the more daring … Continue reading