Snug Slug Activities

I love winter (it is probably my favourite season), but I have to admit that there is something magical about an early morning walk on a spring day.

The morning was cool to start but the sun warmed things up as I walked. The ground was a fun mix of icy crust on top of mud with the occasional puddle to jump over. (This sounds like I’m complaining, but I really did enjoy it.)

I love the bits of green that are poking up through the mud. I know it’s just a short time until the trees regain their leaves and the rest of the flowers bloom.

The spring birds are returning too, filling the air with their song.

It is hard to go for a walk on a spring morning and not feel like writing poetry. Every description you can give sounds like you’re describing the setting for a romance novel.