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Just Feeling Springy

This winter in Utah was mild, to put it mildly. It snowed, what, three times? I missed the snow. We did have a White Christmas, which was wonderful. Eric and I always say that by the time winter is actually here (i.e. January), we are ready for spring, but I guess it's a "be careful what you wish for" situation, because I sure did miss the snow. I didn't miss it being freezing, as it has been (brutally so) for the last couple winters before this.

One thing that I have decided to just enjoy is the warmth and the lengthy spring. I usually have terrible allergies, but this year they haven't been bad. Not sure why, but not gonna complain! So I've been able to enjoy the blossoming trees and bipolar weather much more than I usually do this time of year. The pink and white blossoms in this area are so beautiful.

We are getting ready to put in our yard! We (and by we I mean our buddy Juan and his crew) poured concrete this weekend, extending our driveway to the back of the house and created a larger slab in the back (the builders put in... it had to be at least 5 inches by 5 inches :D ). I'm in love with doing things for my house. It's so much work and sometimes I feel like we are hemorrhaging cash, but hey, why not? It's cool to be creating.






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  1. MichaelApril 13, 2015 at 2:07 PM

    Many beautiful blossoms in western Colorado also. We may get snow later this week (much needed moisture) which seems to be the normal pattern. Nice pictures of the new concrete (Facebook).

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  2. LisaApril 15, 2015 at 10:56 AM

    Yes. The snow is awesome and also will be gone in a day so it's easier to appreciate!

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