Yesterday I sat on my back porch and BASKED in the warm spring sun shine. I soaked it up. I couldn't get enough.
A fat, lazy fly buzzed me on the cheek, as I rested my head back against the house. That sun felt so GOOD.
There was a cool breeze brushing against my skin, reminding me that I do live in Montana. I better not remove my sweat pants and sweat shirt... yet =)
Today it's slightly more breezy and the sun is NOT shining. But the memory of yesterday is fresh and I know that spring has sprung!!
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