It is the first warm day of the year.
My mother is washing the garden furniture, I raked the soil-y patches in the lawn and sowed grass seeds - a gargantuan mistake pain-wise but nice nonetheless.
Sons#1 and 2 have gone off armed with shorts, t-shirts and a soccer ball.
Son#3 is happy as a lark, playing with water.
Look at them lily-white legs.
We might go in search of slippers for the boys.
Then again, we might not.
All I know for today is that I love the sun on my skin.
Wish we could have this everyday.