what a difference a day makes

Mother Nature blessed us with a record high of 64 degrees yesterday, along with abundant sunshine.  (Quite frankly, after the last couple of weeks, we dearly deserved it).

I never knew so many people lived here, and yesterday they were ALL outside.  It was glorious.  And made me want to start some of these, from seed, sometime this week:

Everyone had a smile on their face.  Kids were on bikes, parents were pushing strollers, runners were out in tshirts and shorts.

No one appreciates spring like people who live with snow for several months of the year.  The piles are melting, our front yard is completely snow free, and the field across the street is already a lovely shade of green.  And we get an extra hour of sunlight at the end of the day, and before long the view from our house will look like this at sunset:

Balm to the senses.

I know, it's March, traditionally our second snowiest month of the year.  I remember giant snowstorms in both March and April.  It's Minnesota-it could happen.  But the difference is, those snows will melt quicker than the pile that has been outside my kitchen door all winter.

And I have seen the sun, and know that spring is on it's way.

And the other thing that completely lifted my mood yesterday?  A lovely Christmas present from a dear friend.  But I'll tell you about that tomorrow...