Open the windows. Let in the fresh air. It feels wonderful. Not too hot, not too cold, not humid. Every home improvement and garden center has blooming flowers, pots and pots of them, promising to put spring in your front yard or back porch if it hasn't already announced itself.
Every weekend is another spring festival somewhere.
Next to the pond in my back yard, and behind the waterfall, there sits a volunteer spray of wild orange blooms with delicate white blossoms that look like dogwood blooms. Funny, they don't smell like oranges, and don't produce fruit. Just lovely to look at, right now, this time of year. Around the corner, a gardenia bush shoots out new leaves in pairs, like victory signs at the end of its branches, flashing light green signals that flowers are not far behind. Just getting out of the classroom seemed to energize students.