I. Love. Spring.

It happens every year: as soon as the ground begins to thaw, there is a delightful scent in the air, which brings hope for warmer weather. I appreciate aspects of all the seasons, but spring is special. The dormant comes back to life.

I am not alone in my love for this season.

Jeremy, Ruth and I took Molly to the park.

Molly soaked in the fresh air.

Ah, spring, you are always welcome here.