The Pleasure of Spring Flowers at the Market
A gentle breeze rustled through my fine strands of hair as I hurried into the grocery store to pick up a cinnamon coffee cake for our classroom pod. The air felt cool against my face, a pleasure in itself for this time of year in the desert. Last week, the temperature hovered in the dry, warm 90s–a far cry from Spring. With almost a jog in my step, I rushed toward the market when Spring, in all its floral … Continue reading →







