|caveat: this photo isn't them being wistful. More like being nosy.|
...or to putter in backyard sandboxes, toss frisbees, draw on sidewalks, and swing on swings.
Lately, we read outdoors. We eat outdoors. Playdough snowmen? They too are created better under a warm welcoming breeze. [As an aside, how awesome is a leaf blower for food crumbs? An invention sorely needed for kitchen floors]
Happiness springs from a myriad of complex factors. From serotonin levels, to attitude, to a million other little things. And while I'm an advocate for seeking happiness even on dark rainy days, a beautiful sunshiny day to wear sandals and feel the warm sun beating down on your hair while you twirl your children in your patio chair--- it helps boost the happy to the multiple of ten.
I'm in a happy quiet lull right now. Things are about to get busy and I don't know how many more lazy weekends like the one I just had I'll get for some time. But in the meantime? I'm savoring them. I'm soaking these days in between the frigid cold and the impending blistering summer with every fiber of my being. Like I said on instagram a few days ago, the unexpected blessing of a brutal winter is recognizing with fuller clarity the miraculous beauty called spring