Spring chickens: rejoice!
Punxsutawney Phil has predicted an early spring. After what has been an intensely cold (read: miserable) winter for most of the country (minus The Sunshine State), the friendly groundhog has said, “Winter blues no more!”
Random fact: In Buenos Aires, it was spring when I was born, so regardless of the U.S. claiming I’m a fall leaf, it’s no surprise I feel more like a spring chicken, especially during my favorite season of the year.
I love the spring - mostly because it means the summer is just around the corner. Sure, it means more traffic on U.S. 98 and more work for the hospitality-and-tourism industry (a good thing!), but it also means clear skies, lots of sun, bare feet on sugar-white sands… my sanity! I could go on.
What’s your favorite thing about spring?
