I hope everyone had a beautiful Valentine's Day. As for moi, a box of chocolate truffles, a nice drive with my two sweethearts, and some Japanese takeout. . . what more could a girl ask for? Well. . . my hubby and I had other plans, but we were left without a babysitter. Imagine that. And on Valentine's Day?! That's alright. The two of us and our wee munchikin had fun so I'm not complaining. Okay, well maybe just a little.
It seems that these nice, warmer days we have been having are slipping away just as quickly as they came. At least for a few more weeks anyway. A brief "tease" for the upcoming change in season. You can already see the trees starting to bud. Some have even started to bloom a little. When I first moved here to the South, I was introduced to the fact that there are supposedly several different "winters." I should ask my Grandfather which one we are in now . . . is it hackberry? dogwood? Is there even such a thing as a hackberry winter? I don't even know. What I do know is that I can hear the birds singing out my window when the sun is making his way out of slumber. . . there is the slightest hint of color on the otherwise bare trees in our backyard. . . and tufts of green grass are pushing their way up through the very barren terrain known as my front lawn. With just these few things to keep me going, perhaps I may be able to sit back a little and patiently await the arrival of spring.