I've never lived somewhere that you actually notice when the sun comes out. I am used to seeing the sun at least once a day but here in Nash, we could go for weeks and never see even a hint. Ive heard it's because we live in a bowl... Hmmm, I think I'm ready for spring.
I have loved winter, the snow, the cold, the scarves, hats and gloves. But give me a romper, greengrass, a little tan and let me adorn my shades! (I wouldn't mind Samford Lawn either!)
Letters from: Children's Letters to God.