I’m loving springtime. Over the weekend we had a true rainstorm. With one bolt of lightning and a clap of thunder and everything! (It doesn’t rain much here in Southern California). I let my son (he’s five) stick his face out the window so he could smell the lovely rain scent. It was Friday night, and he was worried about the “Eastery Bunny” being able to make it on time due to the inclement weather. He suggested we leave a trail of carrots and lettuce leading up to our door so that the Big Guy could find us in the rain. I’m happy to report that the trail of carrots worked, and the bunny made it on time.