Rain, Rain, Go Away. . .

It may be mid February, but I am ready for spring to arrive.  Winter wonder has always worn off by this time and spring seems so close, yet not close enough--particularly when pots of tulips and daffodils grace the entrance of so many stores these days.  Around here February is known for having a little burst of warmth before returning to winter for a couple more months.  Last year we got one good week of 70-80 degree weather, during which my husband and I finished building our raised garden beds in preparation for spring planting.  I have been praying for another week like that. . .

This week hasn't been it.  Instead, Tuesday morning brought snow and freezing temperatures.  We don't get a lot of snow around here, and so even though it was the kind of day we wished for a couple months ago, the window of excitement has passed (especially since school wasn't cancelled, and my power went out for three hours, leaving me no choice but to fold laundry!).

So if spring won't come to me, I will make a little spring myself.  Last fall, about the time I was making my first butterfly wreathes, I got the butterfly bug.  But they were not particularly fall-esque, so I tucked the urge away.  NOW, however, we all need a little of what the butterfly represents--because where there are butterflies, there are flowers, and sunshine, and warm weather.

Butterflies have been popping up all around my house of late.  First in the cake I baked a few weeks ago:

Then in the butterfly garland I started making last week:

And finally (because despite my general un"craftiness," part of me wants to be a party planner--Lisa too, judging by the party we threw our girls a year and a half ago) in the "Spring" banner I made yesterday:

AND the cute little butterfly tags:

It just makes me want to throw a spring party.

Plus it matched my daughter's room so well, it made me a little sad to be undoing all that lovely cream and pale pink in favor of bright whites and bold colors.

But Signe is ready for a change and I am sure her room will be fabulous once we finish the transformation.

What has you craving spring?