Out like a lamb

Spring has finally started to make itself known. There are purple crocuses in my backyard. The tulip trees have deep pink buds. On Friday, it was finally warm enough to go walking without a jacket. The robins have returned. Yesterday, I ventured into our postage stamp of a backyard and planted a flat of flowers.

This afternoon, Cheeks McGoo and Bee played in our driveway with the boy next door. I drew chalk highways and train stations and airports and brought out a basket of cars and trains. They provided the soundtrack.

If only the weekend could last all week long.