The temperatures have only been in the 40s this week, but the city has come alive with neighbors popping out of their little burrows as though it were really spring and not just the hope of it! Gabe and I ventured out to the park on Sunday to read and bask in the relative warmth, but after a mere 30 minutes of "sun worship," we admitted defeat and retreated under covers to enjoy our books. Winter in Utah is usually mild, but this year has been unrelentless-dumping snow continuously. Oh how I long for spring . . .