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There is nothing I love more in the Spring time, than the perfect Spring Day…

Every year there is one day that trumps them all. This year’s perfect day came today and I took the opportunity to act like I was five again. Hair down and flowing, soft jersey sundress and bare tootsies. The weather outside was 82°F, the breeze kissing my shoulders and flicking my hair. I raced across the yard, grass tickling my feet. Calm blue sky with fat lazy white clouds. Birds singing, chirping, welcoming Spring. Flying on my tree swing, I gaze into my garden blooming with yellows, pinks and purples. Day dreaming and soaking in my perfect day. Perfect. Day.

Perfect Day

Perfect Day

What is your perfect Spring day like?