Written Thursday, March 8, 2012
In my mind I only think of spring as a time when things start to warm up and bloom and grow and the temps are perfect for falling asleep in the lawn chairs on the porch. For some reason I forget about those gusty days that want to blow me off the map or days like today where the cold and wet arm on a melting winter tries to reach back for another hold on the weather.
We have plans for the weekend. Plans away to the Buffalo River in Northwest Arkansas. The forecast had said rain all weekend. How depressing would it be to stay in a cabin all weekend with 3 kids. But hopefully the rain has come in early and will be leaving early. For now Saturday has a sun on it. Breakout the galoshes kids it’s gonna be a muddy weekend.