It isn't Spring until my mom asks for the third time in a week, "Did I tell you that my crocuses are already blooming?". This year she has already picked dozens of daffodils and her weeping cherry tree is in full bloom. Thanks to Skype I can actually enjoy them with her.
(That's a rhetorical question if my husband is reading this...) I can't go from winter boots to flip-flops...I can't. You wouldn't want me to. First things first...I need a pedicure. Yes, need far surpasses want at this point. Next, legs.... white... frightening. One word...self-tanner. Wait that's technically two. You see it's all too fast I can't even think straight.
All this pampering talk...now I've gone off track. All I was trying to say is... I need a pause button.
I love the details of Spring and I don't want to miss them.
Next thing you know people will be complaining about the heat. Then the cold. Then the heat. I want to get off the weather-coaster and enjoy each and every mud puddle, rain drop, budding flower, chirping bird and all the fashion that makes Spring so special.