Aside from the invasion of allergens, springtime is certainly one of my favorite times of year. I never really appreciated spring so much until Neal and I lived in Rochester for a few years. After months and months of cold and snow, a glimmer of spring would pop through the snow pack - the stem of a tulip or a bright green blade of grass. The snow would slowly melt, and then, all of a sudden, everything was in full bloom! It was amazing! Our favorite place to enjoy the splendor of spring was in Highland Park, which was just a short walk from our house.
Now that we are back in Memphis and far away from the winters of the great white north, spring is here and I guess I am just much more in awe of the beauty of it. Maybe I've simply learned to stop and smell the roses and take more notice of the environment around me. Regardless, I am happy that spring has finally arrived.
To take advantage the warm and sunny weekend a couple of weeks ago, we took Charlie to the Botanical Gardens. It was beautiful...
Now that we are back in Memphis and far away from the winters of the great white north, spring is here and I guess I am just much more in awe of the beauty of it. Maybe I've simply learned to stop and smell the roses and take more notice of the environment around me. Regardless, I am happy that spring has finally arrived.
To take advantage the warm and sunny weekend a couple of weeks ago, we took Charlie to the Botanical Gardens. It was beautiful...
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