{photo: alyson cornman photography, quote: my pinterst}
Last night the sun didn't set until past 7. This morning, I woke to the sound of birds. Today's high is 57. I have never been more ready for Spring and I can't help but notice the extra pep to my step lately. I daydream of humid runs in the rain, warm Summer nights on the back porch as I watch the sun set, and brilliant colors and green grass. There is just something about the month of March that gives me hope that all of the above will soon be true on the regular.
until next time
