Just a week after that glorious snowfall, we've had a couple of lovely warm days. Today got into the mid-60s and this is the 5-day forecast:
Heavenly, right? My mom and I were talking about it today--it's days like these that promise hope. Usually it's after a long, hard winter. But even after this "fake" winter we've had, the hope of spring is still a magical thing.
Nichole Nordeman has a song called "Every Season" and the spring verse is so wonderful and hopeful:
"And everything that’s new has bravely surfaced
Teaching us to breathe
What was frozen through is newly purposed
Turning all things green"
I feel like this verse. Bravely surfacing after four months of a frozen, buried state. Learning to breathe.