Clean as Spring

There is something to be said for spring cleaning. Nothing is better than throwing open the windows and letting in fresh air. It feels good to pack sweaters and scarves away. 


A place for everything and everything in it's place. 


I've spent the day getting my home ready for warmer weather. Dishes are done, the bed is made, the floor mopped. I even scrubbed down the shower and cleaned off my bedside table. 


Small apartments have a benefit. It takes much less time to get the cleaning done. At least, the visible cleaning. I still have several closets, a wardrobe, and a few drawers calling my name. 


But today I feel good. I have gotten rid of several things I no longer need, and was holding on to for no reason, other than just to be holding on. 


Today I am letting go. 




And just for fun, here are some lovely flowers, found outside Mr. Shakespeare's home in Stratford-upon-Avon. They feel like spring to me.