As I’m typing, I can look out my window and see the blossoming apple trees, the green grass, and the shadows caused by a setting sun. I was outside a little while ago, marveling at our bluff in the back, how green it’s starting to become. It won’t be long until the trees are full with leaves.
Last night, we had a big thunderstorm roll through our area. There’s something about the way things look and smell after a rain. Spring is very distinct in that sense. Everything is so fresh, so alive.
I love spring.