It was a lovely day for a drive, and luckily I had somewhere to go: My aunt, Lonnie, and I met at Millie's in Delavan to get our fix of some of the world's most delicious apricot crepes. On this sunny morning, Mother Nature seemed to be making up for last weekend's thoroughly unfunny practical joke. Along I-43, the trees on the rolling hills are starting to take on the yellow-green hue that comes a few weeks before their leaves pop, and the gardens at Millie's are full of little jewels. Perhaps the best springtime sign of all? That delicious earthy smell in the air. Ah, it's good to be able to breathe again.
What's your favorite sign of spring?