I have forgotten how good it feels. The chill in the air is no longer a bite on your cheeks, but instead, a soft hand on the small of your back. Spring, simply put, is a gentleman.

A few weekends ago, with our head in the clouds, we dressed up our back patio. After all, spring is knocking on the door, our date is here, and what shall we wear? Here, a swipe of lipstick. The black heels. A spritz of perfume, then two.

Welcome, spring. It’s great to see you. Dinner or a movie?

p.s. See our backyard makeover right here on hayneedle.com, if you’d like!

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