Spring is in the Air

I love perfect spring days like today. It was overcast but the sun was shining through the clouds. It was warm, not hot, with a slight cool breeze. The birds were chirping in the trees and the air smelled of honeysuckle. I've found that smells more than anything bring back vivid memories of the past. One whiff of the honeysuckle and I am 6 years old, in Magna (no one can help where they live when they're little, so don't judge!) playing by a huge fence covered in sweet honeysuckle vines. The smell permeates the air as we pluck the flowers from the vine and lick the small amount of honey from the center. I LOVE the smell of honeysuckle! It seems to make everything else sweeter with it. There's something about spring that rejuvinates the soul, quiets the tempests inside and renews a sense of joy, hope and lightheartedness. Especially here in Arizona, you have to treasure the beautiful spring days that come and go so quickly, soon becoming a faint memory engulfed in the overpowering, sweltering heat of summer. So, today I bask in the beauty of the earth.