Spring, there is a touch of it in the air. A blossom here, a scent there and a change in the seasonal food.
Hello spring, I can feel you sneaking in just a little.
And to all the, pocket knife owning, big hole digging, fried egg loving, mountain climbing, suit wearing, hanging upside down, dreadlocked growing, office dwelling, garden tending, lick the mixing bowl, tree climbing, tea party drinking, curiosity seeking, dads out there…
Happy Father’s Day.