Spring makes me happy, no doubt about it.
As soon as I see that first little yellow daffodil head poking out in my yard, the smile is back on the face. And it's really back on my face this year as I've decided to get rid of the junk, clean out the cobwebs inside and out. About a month ago I realized, in horror, that I had not culled out any unwanted wardrobe pieces since I moved to this house 9 YEARS AGO. OUCH!
And speaking of wardrobe, don't you hate that period in between winter and spring when it comes to fashion? I know I do. When just because it's officially spring doesn't quite mean that you can actually pull out your pastels and short sleeves. It's still cold enough, most days, to wear the dark sweaters and boots. So I never actually know which way to dress this time of year.
But my favorite part about spring is definitely my daffodil garden. I've tried to collect several different varieties. I'm posting my favorite here even though it's hard to grasp its true beauty. They're peach colored on the inside. Imagine that. (I had no choice, for purposes of this post, but to take their picture at night.)
I'm racing off to New York at 6 o'clock this morning for a couple of days to meet my (and Maureen's) fab editor, Katie Gilligan, as well as my agent extraordinaire, Holly. I hope to post pictures next week. Until then, pick a daffodil or two, or three . . . for me!