spring creeps in {life}

All of Neel's hard work (Is it really work when it's such a labor of love?) is paying off and the garden is bursting into full-blooming color. My favorite time each spring is when the phlox is blooming along our front path and I can walk among it every time I go into the house. It's no longer 40º and sleeting. The tide has turned. I think it really has.

spring creeps in {still}