Maybe, just maybe there is hope for spring even here in the tundra.
I spotted a small green blade of grass in a park the other day, after taking the big girls to a children’s performance of the Ugly Duckling.
I think others felt the same way.
Kites were for sale and flying everywhere in Government Square, and fashion statements were being made left and right.
I’m referring to that essential piece in every woman’s wardrobe: the spike heel, of course.