i can't recall a spring here in maine like this one before, although, as i was speaking with our plow guy he and his wife informed me that maine does in fact have a spring every fifteen to twenty years! cool. i am starting to accept it but still a bit wary. we have been already ignoring (further) our indoor chores to stay outside and we have been bike riding, sandbox playing, flower searching and doing every other spring like activity just in case father winter decides he isn't ready to leave! and oh those lovely, lovely mud puddles!!
now...if you will excuse me i must go finish knitting a certain vest while watching mystic pizza!!