Springtime

This is going to sound trite, but I really, really love springtime. There’s something incredibly hopeful about the first string of days that’s sunny instead of cloudy, mostly warm instead of cold. Every year I always convince myself that I like the rains of winter — that they’re interesting and help cause reflection — but then spring comes and I just remember how great it is. In California we’re pretty lucky — this particular year, I’m happy to be sitting here at home with 75 degree weather even while back east they’re shoveling their sidewalks.