The Northeast is under what the local news was calling the Siberian Express this morning, with record low temperatures, but here in Utah we have record highs. My tulips and daffodils are sprouting, which is no surprise, but my entire landscape of waterwise plants are peeping up, too, and I'm trying to convince the yarrow and lavender that February is NOT an ideal time to send up shootings, but they just point to the western feather and the hyssop and say "says you."
We are going to be so dried out come summer, but in the meantime, it was a gorgeous day for a hike with the kid. He was very excited to see the Ergo come out and we headed out for a hilly two mile hike.
Hiking with a toddler on your back is interesting. I'd recommend it, but I'd admonish anyone who tries to remind themselves that a 25-pound squirmy baby is not the same as a 25-pound pack, and that of course a toddler is going to squirm. To touch the boulders bordering the trail, to play head-shoulders-knees-and-toes, to grab at branches.
For safety's sake, I'd recommending hiking poles, except that it turns out that the toddler loves those, too.