Is There Anything Better Than March in Texas?

I took the day off today.  Not for any particular reason.  I'd worked some extra hours the last couple of weeks and knew I had a busy weekend coming up with the Grand Opening of the Cornerstone Resale Shop @ 3500 Noble Avenue, Fort Worth, TX 76111 from 10:00 a.m. to 4:00 p.m. (hint! hint!), so I decided to clear my calendar and spend a day away from the office.  It was much harder than I thought it would be not to check my email or call in, but I think I'll be better for it tomorrow.  
Several people asked me what I did with my day off.  And, the real answer is, "not much."  I enjoyed the novelty of sleeping until I woke up (sans alarm clock).  I caught up on laundry and did some light housekeeping, spent extra time with Jesus and planned meals for the rest of the week, worked out, visited friends, rocked a baby to sleep on my shoulder, and browsed the church library for some new fiction.
Why in the world am I telling you about my day?  I have no idea.  It was gloriously ordinary.  It rained briefly this morning, then the sun came out and shone brilliantly, and the open windows and patio door allowed the scent of Spring to fill my tiny apartment.  And, every so often I had to just pause and inhale deeply and exhale slowly and relish it.  The first days of Spring in Texas fill me with so much delight.  I just feel giddy inside.  Those scents instantly take me to some of my favorite places. Skipping afternoon classes, sitting on the patio at HSU after pledging my freshman year, feet propped up, enjoying the fact that I didn't have to greet anyone I didn't feel like saying "hello" to but suddenly feeling like saying "hello" to everyone who walked by.  Lazy walks around campus at dusk, talking about everything and nothing just because it felt great to be alive.  Senior year, laying out by the apartment pool or frequenting a local ice cream parlor instead of learning more Spanish grammar.  Seminary afternoons, reading by the pond or laying on a blanket in my own backyard.  Using every minute of break during Monday night classes to get outside, walk across campus, and breathe deeply.  
Everything seems possible when the days are this magnificent.  And, I think I cherish them because they pass so quickly.  Heat strikes early in Texas and stays much longer than necessary in my opinion.  But, for these precious few weeks, I pretend like it's not coming.  I walk slowly to and from my car, enjoy any excuse to step outside during the day, and look for reasons to be there just a minute longer.  I leave my screen-covered windows open just a crack, so that wonderful scent drifts in.  I drive with the windows down and don't worry so much about what happens to my hair.  And, I blog about absolutely nothing because my heart is full and it seems like I should tell someone.