Tuesday

The string of days before us is like a party chain of colorful decorations -- one better than the next! And today is plenty good already.

In the next few photos, pay attention to the sunshine -- it's the star of the morning!






The daffodils are finally releasing their pent up blooms.






The old farmhouse stands ready to admire the show of color that's sure to come now.






Sunshine! It's all about the sunshine today.






(Including at breakfast time.)






And, too, at Snowdrop's home. Here she is, right after her bath. (The girl is not disinterested in playing with cars.)






(I mean, it's not up there with penguins, but it commands a bit of her attention.)






Oh, but books! There are not enough pages to flip out there! It's best in a lap, with someone reading, but it's okay alone, too.






And of course, there is every single day that joyous run.






In the late afternoon, Snowdrop and I do make it to the closer coffee shop. They tell us it's only 48F (8C) outside and I take a protective wool wrap for the little girl's legs. But she doesn't need it. We're fine! We're so happy to be outside!

(She is blissfully oblivious to the themes to the new artwork on the walls.)






On the walk home we sing loudly. The words don't matter. It's all in the rhythm and the strength of the vocalization. Right, Snowdrop?