your best intentions may not be enough

77 degree weather. Barley John's patio, beer, appetizers and the smell of the bonfire, which gets into your hair, your clothing and permeates until you wash it out, and that smell that drifts into our house. The smell of springtime, rotting leaves from under the snow for all this time and the smell of greenery blooming for the first time since last spring. Walking outside in March with a t-shirt and leaving your window open at night. Driving in the sunshine with the windows open and eating on a patio twice in one day. The soreness in your limbs from actually running outside on hills and pavement instead of in your basement on a flat surface. Birds during the day (hello robins!) and bats at night swooping for insects over the nearly melted ice skating rink. And BASEBALL!

Today was, in a nutshell, amazing and if the weather keeps up like this, I shall have no choice but to be cheerful, bright and shiny.

Happy Monday.

Quote o' the day:

"People ask me what I do in winter when there's no baseball. I'll tell you what I do. I stare out the window and wait for spring." - Rogers Hornsby