It rained all weekend long here in the upper state of South Carolina. But is was a spring rain in my opinion, slowly, misty, soaking the earth. So I didn't mind. Everywhere I turn there is new growth springing to life; the browns of the winter are turning into the greens, yellows, whites, and pinks of spring. Don't you think spring is a shy season? She shyly enters her season until suddenly she comes into her own with a flood of color. How I love the coming of a new season! I do hope Jack Frost has left us for good so I can plant my tomato bushes! :D Happy Monday!