Yes, we still live in Texas in the tiny borrowed cabin surrounded by dogs and donkeys and neighbors who like to keep all the old furniture they've ever owned in a secluded time capsule in their back yards. Except it's not really secluded, because I can see it. I wouldn't mind seeing it after I doused it with gasoline and tossed a match at it, but I don't think that's legal so I just have to try and not look around me too much. Nearsightedness would really come in handy right now.
Anyhoo, we're still living in the country. The past month has been pretty wintery -- a whole month of winter, brr. ;) -- with a little snow here and there and lots of rain. The yard is one giant muddy mess.
Today, however, the sun came out and the puddles started to disappear. We spent a lovely morning outside. The boys played in puddles, Chris played with his frisbees (he works the late shift today) and I started knocking together a raised garden bed which I hope will house my ginger and some other goodies.
Spring makes me feel alive again. The sound of birds singing, the feel of wet grass and mud under my feet, the warmth of the sun on my back. I'm so thankful for these things today. And I'm super excited to plant my garden again!