I will slouch down on the dew covered greenery to closely study the beautiful tulips and pansies while the smell of fresh earth hang in the air.
With feet soaking wet, I will sit very still inhaling it all, listening to songbirds celebrating their return while veils of soft, white petals brush my face as they spiral down to earth.
I will read stories to my girls of goblins, fairies and kingdoms far, far away and let them run wild while the soft mist rise with the very first promise that summer is on it's way.