Sometimes, spring sneaks up on you. A few days in the 50. A few days in the 60s. A couple of days of 70s sprinkled in. And slowly, spring seaps into your life. Sometimes, spring doesn’t arrive at all. A couple of years ago winter never would have ended here in DC (damn jetstream) were it not for the earth tilting on its axis.

But sometimes, spring appears suddenly, without warning. Like yesterday.

When I went to bed, it was winter. A trip to the store that night required a heavy coat. The temp was in the low 40s. But the next morning, when I went out to retrieve the newspaper, it was comfortably in the 50s, and warm breeze portended a lovely spring day. Today was perfection. Temps glided into the 70s. The sun shown and a warm breeze kept things stirring. I’m writing this post from my deck, sipping a glass of wine and soaking up the perfection.

Welcome spring. We’re glad you’re here.