This weekend certainly feels like it!
A high of 70 means the main door is open. Guess who’s happy about that:
Check out the background. She also likes to roll in the dry grass and shake it off inside. I have swept the floor twice today–I’m just going to wave the white flag on this one.
On my run this am, it was too hot to wear capris and a long sleeved shirt–I’m glad it was a short 4 miles. A HARD 4 miles. I’m not quite sure if I’m sleeping badly/getting sick/whatever, but my legs have felt heavy lately. I hope I can break through whatever wall is holding me back.
One spring bride came by today–pictures to come.
The most befuddling thing about the weather? My apricot tree is blossoming:
This confuses my Wisconsin-born and raised sensibilities (it is a sunny 15 degrees in my hometown today.).