It's March now, and spring is springing here in the Willamette Valley. Oh, it's still wet and cloudy, but there are short periods of actual sunshine from time to time. Like all Oregonians, we know not to waste a sunny hour in March, so we headed outside after lunch today.




Beth found an actual flower coming up--something we had not planted-- in our weed-filled flower bed.





The buds on this pretty bush are budding (I have no idea what kind of bush it is, but it's pretty).



There are daisies in the grass.



Beth found a ladybug crawling around (he's a little out of focus, but he's there on the end of her finger).

And, most important of all, my newly mobile baby got what amounts to her first taste of the outside world. Last summer she was so little she just had to be carried about all the time. No getting down in the grass for her.

This winter, the few times we took her outside, it was cold and she didn't like it.

But now...spring! Sunshine! Old dirty soccer balls! She had a blast.






Is there any way eyes that blue can't brighten up your Monday?