Well, spring has sprung in Houston. . .more like exploded actually. We are normally two-three weeks into spring by this time, but it has been such a cold, cold winter here that spring didn’t show up until Wednesday.
On my way to school I see baby calves gamboling about, having breakfast, licking each other’s fuzzy, curly heads. Every branch has been dripping with birds, the oaks and field flowers and trees of various and sundry denominations are bursting forth with green and yellow and white. This tree is my favorite so far. . .a morning view and an afternoon one. Notice the shadow.
Spring’s arrival was just in time for my friend’s wedding.
It was outdoors and GORGEOUS–the day outdid itself. And EVERYONE was happy, happy, happy. Congratulations Greg and Jennifer!
And, we are officially on spring break. . .hallelujah and also amen. I am not so much in favor of the earlier time change, but I AM in favor of having it be at the beginning of spring break. So. That’s that. Enjoy spring wherever you may be–whether it has arrived in your neck of the woods or is still a promise.