On Sunday afternoon, I stood in my kitchen making tuna salad for lunch. It was almost 80 degrees and all of the windows were open, the curtains fluttering in the breeze. The kitty was asleep in the sun coming through the laundry room door and the house was filled with the song of the white-throated sparrow sitting in the holly tree just out from the kitchen window. The tulips were just starting to open and everything is just so very green. I was overcome by spring at that moment. I love love love this time of year.