I can never decide if I like spring or fall better. But when it’s spring time, I love it the most. Winter is so gross, full of doldrums and dark days, everything dead or sleeping. Spring is alive and new. Yesterday we spent the day with our friends, Robyn and Mark, frolicking around in the sunshine and soaking up the warmth. I had a margarita and got my first sunburn of the year. It was perfect.