A baseball cap..a favorite sweatshirt..and the softest of old soft jeans. Flip flops that bare my winter toes..at last.
It happens every March. A few good days - scattered in among the other winter ones. The sun shines and warms. The birds sing. The earth heaves its first sigh of huge relief.
The calendar has yet to make it official....and I do know that we might still have some winter waiting. But today..for just today - I want to believe..I need to believe - that spring has sprung and is here to stay.