NOW, it's spring.
Okay, so spring here only lasts 3.5 days, but we're in it.
When we woke up it was 50 degrees in our room and I almost decided not to get up, since sleeping, for me, is so very wonderful when it's cold. I did finally drag myself out of bed and threw open the windows to enjoy the lovely cool dry air and the spring breeze. The Papa and the boys are out doing the first real yard work of the season...and that brings the scent of fresh cut grass (okay, and weed killer) wafting in with the breeze as if to confirm the advent of our short south Texas spring. All too soon we'll be sealing the house up against the steamy heat; for now, I'm drinking in the delicious air and remembering the days I'd be setting out tomatoes and peppers and herbs at the first signs of spring, playing the odds against a late freeze. No tomatoes this year, and a late freeze would be welcome if it staved off the steam bath for an extra week. Either way, I'm welcoming our April 19 spring :-)