Oh sweet heaven
The honeysuckle is in bloom
I opened my front door this morning and swooned
A weak-in-the-knees, loss-of-all-brain-function (although that's becoming more common for me here in the third trimester), stop-and-smell-the-sweet-scent-of-Spring kind of swoon
The reverie lasted just until the first sneeze. Then I recommenced with sweeping great plumes of yellow pollen off the porch and sealed myself back into the house.
At least until my Claritan kicks in...