What a difference a few days makes. It was chilly when we headed out of town on Friday but the further south we traveled, the warmer it got. By Sunday afternoon, it was pushing 80 degrees.
On the way home that afternoon, the evening sun turned the white fluffy clouds into pink cotton candy, and they looked low enough to reach up and grab a handful.
I love cotton candy but I haven't had any in years. It reminds me of the state fair. The state fair was a huge deal when I was younger. It came to Birmingham in October. The sights, the sounds, and the aroma of roasting peanuts, popping popcorn, and cotton candy turned the fairway into a kind of sensual heaven. And I always hummed "I'm Sitting, On Top Of The World" whenever I rode the ferris wheel.
Now where was I before detoured down memory lane.....oh yes, what a difference a few days makes.
When we got home yesterday, our yellow bells, daffodils, and our ornamental plum trees had bloomed out.
I hope our fruit trees wait because I doubt that we've seen the last of the cold weather.
I have to say though, with cotton-candy clouds and blooming flowers, it looks plum spring.