I take back all those mean and nasty things I have said in the past about March.
Dreary, cold, and never ending.
This month's weather has gone a long way toward improving its' reputation for teaching long suffering
The screens are washed and in the windows
The spring clean up has begun on the yard and under our beds
We're working on our dust bunnies
Watch out cobwebs
The summer clothes have been swapped in to the kids' closets
They are actually wearing them
Tank tops. Shorts. Sunglasses.
They read on beach blankets under giant umbrellas
on grass eager to shed the top layer of dead thatch
Found blooming in full color in the beds of our not so sleepy downtown.
The kids rolled in the sand,
built castles and
chased the waves today
Washing away the blah! of winter in the chilly waters of Lake Michigan
Record breaking here,
and oh. so. wonderful.