Last night, to me, was the first night of spring. Erin came down for the night, and we threw around the frisbee on the quad. Then we came home and had brats on the grill. Nothing like mustard, ‘kraut, and brats to remind you of summer.
Last night, to me, was the first night of spring. Erin came down for the night, and we threw around the frisbee on the quad. Then we came home and had brats on the grill. Nothing like mustard, ‘kraut, and brats to remind you of summer.