My Best Friend Has Come Round Again.

Mr Sun came out to play today.

There was a race against the clouds to get homework done so the three ladies and I could get out to meet him before he disappeared.

We made it in the nick of time.

Aspen and Liberty mashed the remaining slush balls of Hasheewa with their feet. Abbie, even more resourceful, used her bum. No matter the means- the catalyst of sunshine mixed with destruction and dirty slush brought about water, and that turned a smile on my face almost instantly.

How I've missed the warmth of sunshine.

Waking once again to a gray sky-less blanket hovering over my neck of the woods made me wish for human hibernation to be an actual event during winter. So it was with mighty faith that I made it down the stairs to face the day this morning. Then, ever so slightly, God granted me one of His tender mercies by clearing the clouds and shewing the suns rays.

I took this gift gratefully.

Soon enough, some spring cleaning ensued and the Silver Bullet was cleaned out and vacuumed. Windows in the house were raised and stale winter was sifted out in currents.

Good riddance.