I was over winter before it even started. So when I could finally start to feel the sun on my skin and the blossoms started blossoming, I couldn't even handle the joy that consumed my soul. Serious. I love spring. But I don't love bees, so sometimes it's a hard thing.
I took a little Sunday drive and found a pretty tree. Believe it or not, it was in a parking lot of a police station. I was there by choice. 100%.
