You'd think it was 65 degrees outside....me, Daniel, Jonathan this afternoon outside in the sun.
It was more like 45, 50, but we had to get out there and breathe. Daniel grabbed handfuls of slush and shaped them into different objects; Jonny played in puddles and pushed things down the driveway just to watch them crash.
I lifted my head and closed my eyes and let the sun warm my face.
It's coming, it really is. Spring. Hope. Life.