There's something so wonderfully forgiving about the start of spring. After months of shorter, darker days, you can't help but feel like you have a free pass to fill those longer, lighter spring hours with whatever you want. The way the birch-tree branches brush across our roof and deck make it feel a bit like a tree house, so I've been using all these extra daylight hours as an excuse to linger outside for as long as I can. Entire mornings spent playing cards on the deck? Not a problem. Full, coffee-filled afternoons spilling into late, hilarious nights with the music on and candles lit? Yes, yes, and yes. Suddenly it's spring and it's light and it doesn't really matter. Longer days. Free pass.