It must be spring.

So I refuse to believe the weather report that it’s going to snow on Thursday. It can’t be possible. There is just so much evidence that it’s spring.

The daffodils are going full force:


Really, everything is coming to life:








Including the little dog who wants to spend all of his time “porch sitting” (basking in the sun and sniffing the air. It’s very important work.):


I have fresh flowers in my house again (didn’t realize how much I missed that):


I want to knit nothing but all lace all the time:




And our friends are dropping by for random bbq’s and cornhole:




We even ended last night with a campfire & s’mores:



Mmmmm tastes like summer.

In my mind Spring is here to stay.