So happy! I saw a robin just a few minutes ago. And mush that I am, I teared up quite a bit (yes, it is sad but true – I tear up at the drop of a hat). Spring is here, then… right? I mean once you see the first robin of the season, there is officially (well, as officially as you can get in the Upper Midwest) no going back to winter. I think it’s a rule… 😉
The snow is melting (grass is peeping out under the dirty, grey snow). A robin has been spotted. And baseball starts on Monday (go Brewers!).