Warmer Weather

I love my Carhartt jacket.  It's purple, with a soft, fuzzy lining, deep pockets and a hood.  It was a gift from my husband and kids this last Christmas, and was very much desired by me.  My last Carhartt was the standard-issue baby-poop brown, and a men's style.  I loved it, too, but this new one is wonderful.  

Today I'm going to wash my beloved jacket and hang it up with my other winter woollies, because today, if our local weatherman is right, marks the first day of a real, lasting, warming trend.  We are kissing La Nina goodbye! 

The grass is growing, the chickens are fat and sassy, and the garden is beginning to flourish.  My youngest daughter and I each enjoyed a fat, juicy, pea pod yesterday, a sure sign of spring.  Now if the horses would finish shedding, that would be a sure sign of summer!