It’s hitting around that time of year when we start each day with a mental count down to spring. J has started stating every time there’s a cold wind or ice on the sidewalk “we’re almost to summer now.” While that may be optimistic, I’m hanging on to the remaining cool days, remember when the summer heat was too hot to walk outside unless it was between patios and drink specials. I’ve never really loved the heat, coming from Canada’s East Coast, I grew accustomed to wet, moderate summers where we enjoyed the rare days above 30°C but much preferred when the evenings cooled down and we bundled up around the campfire…