I write this on the second-to-last day of March, and Spring is coming with a great swing.
The grasses have started turning green, the lawnmowers and leafblowers have come out, and suburban complaints of pointless mowing and leafblowing are back in the game.
The Spring cherry blossom is two weeks behind us, buds of flowers and leaves have turned from orange to yellow and on their way to green.
Birds chirp in the mornings even in the suburbs, crickets are out with their full-throated songs in the eveings.
The air is still cool at times but one can go about in shorts if one really wants.
It's running weather again, and more importantly, it's biking weather again.
Outdoors seating is the most fun at this time of the year, without the authoritarian overwhelming force of the summer sun coming down straight upon one's body.
Spring breaks in colleges have begun, and are mostly ending. Not that it matters this year anyway.
The dark days are gone, the unbearably cold weeks are over. Sun's out at six and goes down at seven. And even then it's still bright.
Funtimes are about to begin. At least in the outside.
Now only if the deadly stupid pandemic that's still chilling and growing int he country were to be defeated, this could turn out to be the best Spring/Summer combo ever.
Let's do it people, we are so close!
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