Wildflowers and Weeds: Doves Call in the Coming of Spring

Outside today, Spring sent me a letter proclaiming its imminent arrival. The calling of the doves told me that Spring has left its winter home, and will come home within a few short weeks. I welcomed the news, and listened to the music of dripping ice while I danced around in the sunlight.

Don't get me wrong. It was still quite a chilly day. 40 degrees isn't quite warm enough for t-shirts without jackets. And of course I still can't take off my tights. But does that really matter, when the birds outside are telling me that winter won't last forever? I can't help but smile, even if we'll keep getting snow here until May.

Of course, the weather couldn't cooperate fully. The wind just had to blow and blow until my hair was an unmanageable mess!

In other news, Alex and I had some wonderful visitors for spring break. Alex's younger sister and her friend drove hours and hours to spend a few precious days with us. Hilarity, thrift shopping, and many, many games of Mario Party ensued. Not to mention, the wonderful friend helped me dye my hair! It's a bit darker than we intended, but I don't dislike it by any means. It does, however, remind me that it's time for a haircut. I'm looking like a Shetland pony! It was a wonderful weekend, if you can't tell. A much needed reminder of the place I used to call "home." Now I get a couple days of spring break myself, and I could really use the break from school.