There was a nip in the air this morning when I drove my husband to the train station. I am not complaining. It is just that we had beautiful spring weather this week and I liked it. So I was wondering what happened to spring? It came and the warm breezes seemed to kiss me and embrace me, and like a greedy lover I want more!

Don’t get me wrong, I love winter. I love coming home after being out in the cold. I love the warmth and coziness of blankets and the idea of hearty meals you can only have in winter, like stews. But this winter was exceedingly cold and snowy. We mostly had temperatures in the teens and single digits. We had a lot of snow, which I love, but it had been so much for our part of the world that it was lingering even after the warm temperatures of this past week. As a matter of fact, it has been so cold I thought I saw polar bears wondering the streets of Long Island! A beluga and a narwhal whale were swimming in our pool! Honest! It was that cold this season!

So, yes, I am ready for warmer weather. I am ready for verdure. I am ready for daffodils and lilies and the fragrance of flowering gardens. I am ready for the gentle breezes to blow my curtains through open windows. I am ready for the first mowing of the lawn and the smell of freshly cut grass. I am ready for the smell of cement when it gets wet from the sprinklers. I am ready to wear only a light sweater. I am ready to start grilling. And yes, I am ready to start swatting pesky mosquitoes!

"Just living is not enough," said the butterfly, "One must have sunshine, freedom, and a little flower."
~Hans Christian Andersen