I'm serious. The trees explode into flowers, and the stark contrast of the light petals against the dark, naked wood is other-wordly. Crocuses begin to peep up through the brown grass and robins appear. The non-flowering trees grow fuzzy with tiny leafy buds. The sky is painted a brilliant blue. The grass slowly comes to life, a dusty hint of green becoming bright and dominant. People drive with their windows down and the sunroofs open, and they all look like this, dying to get a face-full of sun, wind, and fresh air.
Isn't it wonderful? What is your favorite part of spring?
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