There is something in the air this morning. It's not so much something to look at, though. More of a feel. And a smell. On the way to the bus stop today, Delaney took in a deep breath and said, "Oh, Mom. It smells like spring." She also noticed that when Aidan stomped through a puddle it looked beautiful, "like little sparks" coming off his feet. She does have a way with words, that girl.
But back to the weather. Today is grey, rainy, foggy, and only about 39 degrees F, but it feels like spring is almost here and that winter is finally leaving. It feels hopeful. I feel hopeful and motivated and like a cloud is lifting.
Spring really might happen this year. It really might.
I think Riley agrees.
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