Nothing beats a California spring. The cold nights and delightfully warm afternoons are intoxicating. It’s reached the “leave the window open at night for the Delta breeze” stage. Same goes for the day…house is aired out and the fresh breeze removes the last traces of stuffy winter.
The lemon tree pictured accurately tells the “POW!” factor of a California spring. I sit in a sleeveless cotton shirt, barefoot, trousers, and siping tea whilst plotting out an afternoon of gardening and mucking about OUTSIDE.
As for now, I’ve got rugby to watch…