We enjoy soup often during the winter. Yes, I'm one of those people who would rather have soup on a cold day than in the middle of summer.
Summer in north central Montana has arrived. The grass is green, the garden is growing, the lilacs are blooming, and I'm wearing flip-flops. It's beautiful.
Having said that, today's high was only 56. Still beautiful... the sun is shining and there's a slight breeze and it's not too hot for a bowl of soup!