storing sunshine

60 degrees in January.

I will not complain.

Nature Study outside in t-shirts without jackets or scarves or mittens.

Lunch on the porch.

The sun literally warm on our backs.

It’s hard to focus on George Washington and crustaceans and a dog named Lassie.

Feels like spring fever come early.

The kids are making giant nests out of dried field grass and we’ve actually spread a blanket to complete our school work.

But I keep granting breaks.

“Yes, we can swing on the rope swing after science.”

“Yes, let’s gather leaves after history.”

“Just finish your copy work and you can have yard races.”

I can’t help myself.

I know rainy days and 40 degrees are bound to be in our future, even here in the mild south.

I’m always stockpiling days.

Saving warm weather as if I can.