Mother Nature decided to make it up to us yesterday and today for that last, nasty spring snowstorm. It's 85 degrees today and yesterday it was about 75. I'm typing on my laptop on the porch, watching the girls run around barefoot in the grass.
It was, I believe, two weeks ago that Greg took the picture in the front yard of Allie kissing her snowman. Now, my tulips are blooming, the trees are leafing out as though they're going to miss something if they haven't fully sprung by midnight, and the grass needs to be mowed.
Spring is here. Deb is happy.
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