I love when I can love the sun...
When I woke up this morning and saw it peeking through the curtains, I knew it was worth getting up and getting out. The two little ones and I pack a simple breakfast into wax paper bags and headed for the park.
It was early and still cold, but the sun felt wonderful warming our faces.
When the sun is fleeting it becomes so appreciated and incredible.
Back in California we would dream of rain and hide from the sun. I like this switch of things.
Cheers ~ Marica