This weekend, we FINALLY got a taste of spring! It was in the 60s all weekend, and you should have seen the shorts that came out! When I lived in Missouri, I was about 10. One of my favorite moments of the year was that first day that it felt like spring. We would throw on our shorts and play outside as though it were 80 degrees.
It was so beautiful. I was infinitely more appreciative of this first warm day than I ever was in Texas. In Texas, it was just a sign of the heat to come. And really, in Texas, 60 degrees never signified a thing. It could be 60 in January!
Ahhh, seasons!! How I missed them!
(And I won’t be mentioning that it will be back in the 40s and 50s this week!)