I've been bringing in giant jars full of forsythia and apple branches for forcing. "Really, Mom? Are you serious with all these sticks?" I heard from my eldest as one nearly poked him in the eye when he walked by (texting and walking is a bad idea, I told him). Yes, really, I'm serious. Because while the buds outside are so close to opening, I think I'll rush it on the inside just a little bit. Oh that color! And speaking of color, I had a blissful day this weekend where I left my spinning wheel on the front porch. I think spinning outside might be one of my favorite things. And throughout the day, when the opportunity allowed, I found myself out there working with the roving we dyed with KoolAid a few weeks back. I realized when it was all washed and skeined up that it was the exact color of the daffodils that are opening quite literally before our eyes. Oh! All that sunshine feels so good.