I took the kids for a walk last week in the unusual warmth. The clocks had sprung forward and it was still light at 7pm. The kids were in their jammies and snuggled under a blanket in the wagon. I'm not sure a blanket was necessary but I don't think my deceased grandmothers would approve of taking the children outside in March without a blanket.
We walked around the block circling our house and I caught some different views of the beautiful St Mary's that sits behind our house. She's one of the things that sold us on our house; her name is Mary like my mom, the trees in our backyard frame her steeple for a perfect view out the back door, and my son thought her round glowing clock face was the moon for the first two years we lived here.