Spring is so nice. The summers here can be so brutal and long that you forget what it's like to look forward to seeing the sun. For the most part, I don't mind our relatively mild winters. Even this one, supposedly the coldest since 1984, didn't bother me all that much. This past weekend was pretty glorious, though, and I took advantage of it by spending more time outside in a 48 hour period than I probably will for the rest of the year. Sunny-sun-springtime.