In February there are days,
Blue and nearly warm,
When horses switch their tails and ducks
Go quacking through the farm.
The sun upon its back,
When winter lifts a little bit
And spring peeks through the crack.Dorothy Aldis
I know Old Man Winter is still hanging around out there. He is, however, taking a brief nap this week in Northern California and, while he sleeps, Baby Spring is starting to wake up. She is not really awake, mind you. She is just kinda peeking out from under the blanket to see if the world is worth visiting. I had the day off from work today so I took my camera along when I ran boring errands. It was fun to pretend to see with Spring's baby eyes. There was so much beauty in the world.