Bobby and I were discussing the weather and how we’re having yet another cold snap, not too awfully cold but cold. With that in mind, we both agreed that we were not ready for summer. I think the fall and spring have to be my absolute favorite seasons of all. Spring just may be my absolute favorite as I get so anxious when it’s time for all the lush beautiful greenery to return. And get eager for wild flowers and blooms and all the various colors that present such a picturesque palate that time of year. But for now, I will be thankful for the winter and ponder thoughts of the impending spring.