Even though the days are getting longer here, and we're seeing more of the sun, it's still winter.
I know because our persimmon tree in the front yards has not begun to put on its leaves.
I'm not sure if persimmons are older and wiser, but they are never fooled by late frosts that always seem to slip in and nip early blooming peaches, plums and other plants that aren't weather wise.
But the days have been nice, and I noticed today that those quick-on-the-draw peaches and blueberries were in full bloom.
I had things I needed to do in the office, but when I went out to feed the critters, I kept finding little chores that kept me outside.
I sat down on our bench and looked at the sky for a long while. The sun felt warm on my face and I realized I needed the sunlight.
This time of year feels great here. Not too hot, not too cold. Who knows, if it's this way tomorrow, I might wash the cars, or cut the grass.
I'm just in "that kind of mood."