This Time of Year - Part 2

Recent weather has given me a touch of spring fever.  I really should know better than to let that happen in mid-March.  These sixty-degree, sunny days are most likely just a tease.  The worst snow storm I can remember in my lifetime was in 1993...in mid-April.  It measured in feet, not inches, and we were snowed-in for days. 

In the past week, all the snow has melted...even the little patches in shady spots that normally seem to stick around forever.  Yesterday I saw geese flying north.  Today I didn't even wear a coat.
 
Completely opposite from this post in October, I love this time of year.  The dreaded winter is almost behind us and there is so much to look forward to in the upcoming months.  Heavy coats are giving way to light jackets, heating bills are dropping, daylight is increasing, and living things are waking from winter hibernation. 

The air in springtime is a magical mix of ingredients and people tend to ride a natural high of sorts.  They are nicer, happier, hopeful.  Refreshed and energetic.  Life seems easier, more pleasant, more relaxed.

Nature experiences its yearly rebirth and influences all life to follow suit.  Weathered relationships start to mend as people bond in the excitement of the new journey ahead.  The past becomes the past and the focus shifts to the future.  All seems possible. 

I can see the light at the end of the tunnel.  I know what is just over the horizon.  I can smell traces in the air.  Spring is coming.

Be prepared for a total bitch rant post when we get a foot of snow next week...