This whole daylight savings of springing forward never sits right with me … at first.

I mean, it’s not like you ever find yourself saying: Gosh, I’m running a whole hour ahead of schedule, that sucks.

No. Instead we’re thrilled by that extra hour … okay, so let me speak only for myself and say I am thrilled.

Whereas, I find it a heck of a lot more difficult to lose an hour … like I’m trying to play catch up all day long with it.

But that’s okay, because I actually do love this springing forward. It’s such a representation of warm, long, sunshine days to come.

Of ice cream cones and longs walks. Lounging poolside. Soaking in warmth and sun.

What’s not to like about daylight till 8 or 9p.m. … or if you’re in Paris or Douglas Lake … 10p.m.?

It’s inspiring to me.

As if to say: “Spring is here”, it is 70 today.

70!

Brother and I enjoyed an awesome long walk. And we’re going to head out for another one … I came up with the brilliant idea to walk to get some ice cream. B will be thrilled — we always get her a baby cone.

I also like the thought of springing forward as a means of taking a chance or moving ahead on something … anything … even if it’s something little, like reading a book {you can guess whose that might be}.

We should all pick something to spring forward on … or someone. We could do that, too.

Taurus’ are blessed with a fantastic sense of humor, you know.