Wishful Thinking.

Spring is on its way. (And, I have been doing metaphorical cartwheels to welcome it!)

Really. Noticing growth on our roses (subtle, but true) and seeing the heads of tulips and daffodils popping up - makes me so happy that (maybe!) it is worth enduring winter.

But, yesterday I rushed out of the house, overly confident in Monday's 60+ degree weather, in a sweater and scarf ... jacket be darned. Not my brightest moment. It was in the low 50's, but it was also wet and breezy and downright chilly.

As much as I would love to believe otherwise, yesterday was a jacket kind of day.