
The house is far too quiet with the boys back at school, and of course it's trashed from their presence. I'm getting that itch to wash and put away the winter clothes and see what from last summer survived its stay in the attic. It's time to string the silk forsythia down the stairs and put the wreath of iris and jonquils on the front door. The stuffed snowmen are relieved of sentry duty and about to take a spin with the spiders upstairs. Spring is here. Bring it!