Just this week I have noticed the fat bumblebees all over the flowers in my garden. I like the low droning buzz they make and their lazy, slow progress. It makes me want to lay in the grass and maybe eat a piece of cake with daisies on it.
I feel like I'm jinxing the weather here with all my talk of "Spring is coming! Spring is coming!" but the rain stays and the cold stays and I'm beginning to think that I am bad luck. I just want to keep thinking warm thoughts.