As I stepped in the muddy puddle coming into work yesterday, I realized that spring had finally arrived. And then I thought to my self... this will be my first spring without a break. my first spring as a married gal. my first spring in malakoff.

And also my first spring without this......

topped with these....
while hanging out here....at least once a week....


with these fine souls...


And then I decided that is ok. That this spring will be full of new experiences and new traditions. As will every other season of life! So here is to a new spring, and to forever carrying out the traditions of old springs!