I double-checked my calendar today, just to be sure. Yep, it’s still February. But today was 79 degrees and sunny, and all over town, flowers are bursting into full bloom. Lina desperately wanted to play outside, and I was happy to oblige. Temperatures are supposed to drop more than 30 degrees by tomorrow, so I figured we’d better soak it in while it lasted.
It never gets old, this budding and greening, these suddenly warmer breezes and that smell of something fresh in the air. It’s the cusp of spring here in Middle Tennessee. The daffodils, redbuds and saucer magnolias are blooming, the forsythia is just emerging, a mist of green is barely appearing on the hills, and the weather is suddenly, gloriously warm enough to play outdoors in shirt sleeves.
So we did.
Corin’s specialty: aggressive tractor driving
“Don’t worry, I’m going to stay right here with you and keep you safe,” Corin, aka Superman on his Super Tractor.
Our very first daffodil of the season
Crooked pigtails from a long day of playing hard