This is Florida for ya. Saturday morning is jackets and heat, Sunday is boating and beach. I gave up a long time ago trying to figure our our weather.
Being eleven is exhausting sometimes.
I hear it’s going to be in the mid-80’s this week but I am going to try and show some restraint by not running to the local nursery to buy plants. We’ve sprung forward and are ready for those white jeans, but I have a feeling Jack Frost’s grasp isn’t going to let us go that easy. Until then, I’m going to dig out those white jeans just to spite him!