Sometimes Dave and I feed the kids early and then have a little date just the two of us at the open dining room window. The other night was one of those early spring nights when the warm breezes are just beginning and you feel like winter’s getting blown away little by little. When I get one of these nights, I just crave that warm weather and the green hardcore and I call it “letting spring in my heart.” Once that floodgate is open, I’m 100% yearning for spring and officially OVER winter.
We foraged for violets- which we have aplenty in our yard…
…and sprinkled them over a spring mix with my Nonno’s salata dressing. We served it with leftover chicken piccata:
We also set little violets arrangements around the house. One of the humblest little flowers, violets won’t be overlooked, and when brought inside and elevated in a special vase (or in our case, silver creamer) they make the sweetest “spring” statement!
We lit some candles and attempted some alone time but were quickly joined by little people on our laps. Lol But I guess that’s okay too. I’m sure I’ll miss it one day sooner than I think.