Fresh air.

I gotta admit... winter is getting a little old.

I'm excited for spring - when I can open the windows and clean the house, with fresh air in my lungs.

Those first few days... the 60-degree days with little bits of snow still hanging on from old plowed piles... those are the freshest and the best. Crisp, warm, breezy air. Ohhhh how I long for the day.