I'm sure you've heard, but it is unseasonably warm here in the Southeast United States.
Mid-February is usually when I can count on major cold weather to hit us. Since moving to this part of North Carolina I have been snowed in more than once around Valentine's Day, so the fact that we've had multiple days above 65 degrees is just mind boggling. Normally it bothers me when we start to lose our cold weather. It means that summer is impending and our summers are long and largely miserable. But this year I find myself welcoming spring.
It could be that I am responding to the fact that we have been sick for what feels like ages (really it was only a few days but man). Pasha is cutting several teeth at once and Chris and I succumbed to some variety of stomach bug that laid us out hard. But yesterday as we were starting to feel like moving again the world was so beautiful that we just had to venture outside.
We've been in this house for two months and I think it is just starting to hit us that we don't live in a sketchy apartment block anymore. Don't get me wrong, our last apartment was exactly what we needed when we needed it and I felt generally safe in our neighborhood, but we did not hang out outside. Our neighbors were all smokers so anytime it was nice enough to use the porch we would be overwhelmed by second-hand smoke. And it was not possible to go sit out on the lawn or take a leisurely walk because we were right off several major roads. But now . . .
We are completely smitten with the luxury of being outdoors. We have screens in the living room/play room and Pasha loves to look out windows. We have birds (we never saw song birds), gorgeous trees, and dappled sunlight. I'm actually writing this to you from the deck where Helo and I are spending some much needed bonding time. So if you'll excuse me I have a puppy to cuddle and a sock to work on.
How are your days lately? I hope they have been just as inviting!