I don’t want to get overly excited because, in the Midwest, the weather can, and does, change on a dime. It’s snowed as late as mid-May and can begin to dip into freezing temperatures as early as September.
But. I woke up this morning to the birds tweeting and a beautiful mild breeze. And sun.
My first task. Open every window in the house. Come in spring! Please. My oh my you smell awfully sweet.
This weekend, I think I’m just going to go outside and sniff.