It is almost 60 degrees outside and breezy - the snow is gone and our children are outside without jackets ... flying kites! The heat is off and the doors and windows are wide open, and I am so very very blessed. Between the delicious scent of my window sill Paperwhites, and the fresh earthly scent of spring like air, I think I must be dreaming! Now, off to rescue the kite that just went into a tree ... how fun!
"Mama! Please come! My kite is hung up like a piece of laundry!"