It went from great to bad to worse to horrendous and then back to great again.
As I walked the bus students out to their busses, a student I had last year walked by me. He stopped, looked around, and then looked at me with innocence in his eyes and said, "It smells like summer."
Alas, dear one, it does. The sun is shining, the birds are singing, and students are noticing. Oh, are they noticing.
Thankfully, tomorrow is our last day and then Spring Break begins (Can I get an Amen?). Time to celebrate slicing through March with a beautiful day and taking notice of it. Sometimes I just need to be reminded.