springy

This isn't a real post, but I was travelling and am a little light on content at present.  It happens.  I mean, we've been doing this for over fifteen years now.

I guess that March in northern Utah is going out like a lamb.  Earlier this week, it was sunny and nearly 80 F.  Then the winds picked up, blowing in enough dust to make the air unhealthy, and droppnig the temperatures down into the 40s.  But we've gotten a taste of spring and when we walk around the neighborhood, the hopeful little crocuses and grape hyacinth and daffodils and narcissi are making their presence known.  

Forsythia and cloudy skies