I love Spring. When I see the daffodil buds breaking through the thawing ground, and savor the taste of the first crop of asparagus and strawberries, I feel a sense of renewel. I want to discard my black slacks and wool sweaters and wear the colors of spring blossoms: fuschia, hycanith, and yellow.
It's time to open the windows and let the March winds sweep out stale air. Spring hales the awakening of nature. And with that, I can't help but want to change along with the the season. Out with the dreary days of cold. In with the fresh scent of spring!