It is sometimes difficult when spring comes unexpectedly in February. How can you get those young ones to finish their math when the birds are singing and the snow is melting into rivulets in the driveway?
We took a spontaneous stroll by the water a few days ago, one of a number of unexpected nature walks during a season usually spent reading by the fire.
I love this time of year, when the children are just shedding their winter clothes and head out in an odd mix of corduroys and tights and boots.
So much warmth and beauty all around. It seems that spring is truly here, whether we are ready for it or not.
With that, I leave you with one last memory of Winter 2017: