Sunday, March 1, 2009
On the last warm day last November, I took my three little boys to the park, it was getting chilly, 55 degrees and breezy. My boys were carefully dressed in socks, shoes and jackets, I lay on the grass wrapped in a blanket, shivering , trying to soak up enough sun to make it through the cold winter approaching.
On the first warm day last week, I took my three little boys to the park, it's warming up, 55 degrees and breezy. My boys were dressed in t-shirts, they left their shoes in the car, I walked the path around the playground crunching happily through the last drifts of melting snow, reveling in the warmth of approaching summer.
Perspective, it's a beautiful thing!