Not long from now I’ll look out my sliding glass door and will no longer be able to see the forest floor blanketed with snow. The barren trees will be but a memory as a thicket of leaves, full and lush will overcome the hillside. The crisp, chilly air will be replaced with warm, subtle breezes smelling like sunshine and carrying along with it the faint scent of just cut grass. Welcome Spring.
Monthly Archives: March 2014