Spring, Where art Thou?
It is the First Day of April and it seems like Spring still has not yet made it's mark. It's coming in as slow as the tortoise racing against the hare. I'm ready for sunny days, warm mornings, cool evenings and fresh breeze. I'm ready to wear free-flowing dresses, sandals, paint my nails and short sleeves. I'm ready for the barbecues, sitting out on the porch, taking a walk and playing outside. There are many things I await as this Spring weather begins to make its entrance. But it is taking entirely too long.