Finally, finally, the storms cleared on Friday and gave way to clear blue skies and a balmy breeze that whispered spring’s name. I spotted some daffodils outside my apartment while I drank my coffee on the deck with a book in my lap. Murray enjoyed his share of the weather, too, and joined his friend Knox on a romp at Ijams Nature Center. The weatherman’s predicting snow on Thursday, but I’m not complaining. I’m too busy celebrating the arrival of spring.
Now playing: Kacey Musgraves: My House
Now reading: Musicophilia: Tales of Music and the Brain