Yesterday was the first day of summer.
Little bunnies that weren’t here last year are running across my yard. Flowers are blowing (at least the ones that didn’t start too early are:-)
And I find myself warming up. Warming up to thoughts of fishing and golf. Warming up to playing catch in the front year with my children.
Lately I wonder if we shouldn’t move to someplace that is warmer. I like being a warm weather father. I hate going out in the snow. I hate being cold (although I hate being warm as well).
Maybe I should move someplace where it is 72 degrees year round (which would be a climate controlled house of course 😉