I don’t know about you, but I can feel Spring in my bones!
It’s calling my name in it’s signature, lilting fashion.
Wooing me.
I think Spring sounds like rain. The non-freezing kind. And a little like a duet between Michael Buble and Colbie Caillat would sound.
With the sound of defrosted birds chirping randomly in the background.
And while the sound of Spring romances my eardrums, the smell of dirt will tickle my nostrils. Wet, thawing dirt.
Hmmmm.
But that’s just me.
And I’m admittedly not entirely normal.
I digress.
There’s a skip bubbling up in my step and I find my self belting out the Happy Working Song while sweeping my kitchen floor {for the 9th time in a single day}.
I want to fling my closet doors open, purge, organize, sort, color coordinate, wash, dry and re-hang, and in the most glorious sense of the word, simplify my little heart out.
{No, I’m not that type A, why do you ask?}
In honor of the freshness of the season…finally…I present March’s wallpaper:
For large {1680 x 1050 pixels}, click here
For small {1280 x 800 pixels}, click here
{get fresh, baby!}
