Late February, when the daffodils start pushing through the ground, I know Spring is on it's way. Early March, my smile widens as I begin to see the cherry blossoms lining Patterson Street on my way to the Y. Then, life is exceptionally good when I look outside my living room window and see the Camellia blossoms.
While I see more and more beautiful trees and flowers blossoming, it's still cold and rainy here. Thus, I made my Americano this afternoon, infusing cinnamon in the espresso. mmmmmmmm . . . delicious.