Spring got lost and wandered into our neck of the woods last weekend; the surprising warmth she brought summoned us outside.
Sage, in particular, saw an excellent opportunity to work on jumps for his snowboard run (a slope that descends from our driveway to our neighbor’s field).
Unfortunately, Spring found her map and headed out, leaving a snowstorm in her wake. (The flakes are falling even as I type.)
But her visit was welcome.