Signs of life

Afternoon jumping. Leaping into spring?
Lilacs are budding.
Garden tools are re-discovered after losing their winter blanket of snow.
Then, in the purply dusk, the fog rolls in.

And sometimes, we get to go to the big city and be adults on a date for one whole night.

See, it's Maine, where you can be dressed up
AND wearing a polar fleece vest at the same time.

Eating delicious food (turnips glazed with a cider reduction sauce), and seeing one of our favorite essayists read in person, David Sedaris. (Here's a link to a Mother Jones interview with David.)
We laughed a lot.