This is the last day of the worst month of spring.
I should really remember it every year as a hard month, but my enthusiasm and sheer determination tends to make me forget that I have the same struggle every year. September – the middle spring month is just yucky. It is always stormy and windy and rainy and soggy and boggy and really hard work. But the thing is – it is an uphill battle … Continue reading This is the last day of the worst month of spring.