Puddles!! (But First, Snow)

Last Wednesday, 

Leap Day

February 29th

it snowed. 

Quite a lot. 

Winter arrived in Minnesota on the final day of February and dropped a few inches of heavy, wet, build-the-world's-tallest-snowman snow. 

The girls reveled in it. 

Correction: Elena reveled in it. 

Stella refused to put on gloves and learned very quickly that snow is cold. 

And cold hands make for a miserable little girl.

(and an "I told you so" mom)

(Still accepting Parent-Of-The-Year Awards)

(duh)

And one week later, 

as fast as it came, 

it retreated once more. 

Spring is coming. 

I can smell it on the pavement in the morning. 

I hear it in the song of the birds. 

Soon, green grass, golden sunshine (that lasts past seven o'clock!), 

lilacs, oh how I missed the lilacs the last two years,

and fresh breathe-it-in-deep-and-sigh-it-out air will arrive.

But before spring can...spring, the thaw must come. 

And with it-water. 

Which means, puddles.

I could photograph these girls 

all

day

long.

It is just SO natural taking their photo.

No stress.

No pressure.

No fear of failure.

Just heart.

Pure, blissful, amazing heart.

And I love the feeling of it.

Cheers,

a