From the Mindful Library Vol. 5

The beginning of March is always a whirlwind for me as a parent and educator ~ conferences for everyone (including me), state basketball season, standardized testing, slushy snowstorms that complicate those other things, and the irrational feeling that it should be spring in Wisconsin. There is also joy and relief that comes with the additional evening light and the messy mud coating everything whenever the snow melts each time ~ dirty dogs, dirty shoes, and a smile on my face. Spring doesn’t truly come here until May, but I’ll sure relish every tiny sign of its return.

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