MEEKER | All of a sudden, spring is everywhere. It’s in the buds on the trees and the anthills popping up along the street. It’s in the first bright green shoots of soft baby grass, the birdsong in the air and and my blindingly white Irish legs that haven’t seen sunshine since last September. (Although they only get slightly less blinding in the summer time.)
Spring is also all over my house. Having four kids,…
