I smell it . . .

I smell spring. I know that the east is experiencing blizzards, and that winter isn't technically over, but man, just going out today to trim, weed and dig, I can't help it. It's coming, the spring. The sun, the flowers, blue skies, warmth, the re-birth, the new beginning. I love this time of year. The hope that is brought to mind. Wanting to start on my gardening, wanting to plan camping trips, wanting to lose the winter layer of pudge to fit into the suits and tanks. Can't wait. Love this time. Hope, Faith, Inspiration, Spirit . . .

Wahoo!