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.