Maybe I'm projecting my own deepest desires, but doesn't this painting Eve made today look like an abstract garden of tulips? Yesterday was warm enough for her to play outside in the snow with Luke, and she was asking about grass. In fact, she asks often because she knows when the snow melts, then she will have her 3rd birthday. I hope mother nature won't make liars of us, a little over two months from now. We are dreaming of spring here, as I'm sure you are too.