Sweet Spring

I used to say that Autumn was my favorite season, but three years of living in Memphis have made me fall in love with Spring.  You just haven't lived until you've seen Sam Cooper draped in wisteria, Rhodes  College in bloom, yards on fire with forsythia, and my own breathtaking dogwood.  

This year we were blessed with an extra-long blooming time on the dogwood--just over two weeks!--that overlapped with the blooming of our white azaleas.  This hasn't happened since we've lived here.  Typically the dogwood poops out just before the azaleas burst forth.  It was an extra gift of Spring to have our whole yard snowy white with blooms!  (This picture just doesn't do it justice!)

Of course, we haven't wasted any time in teaching Riggins an essential skill of boyhood: climbing trees.  What says "spring" more than a sweet little gingham-clad boy in a blooming dogwood tree?  

We have taken advantage of the gorgeous weather and are spending tons of time outdoors.  Riggins has been practicing his walking skills with his new push toy in the back yard.  

He pauses every so often to give a little gun show.  :)  

 The beach is that way, ladies....