"Spring won't let me stay in this house any longer! I must get out and breathe the air deeply again."
~ Gustav Mahler

I think I've forgotten something. Forgotten what the sun beating down on your back feels like. Forgotten what chirps from birds sound like. And Forgotten the smoky taste of burgers on warm Saturday nights. I can't remember the last time I actually cracked out shirts and a T-shirt, but today, those distant memories, became realities. For once, 60 degrees actually felt like chilling on the surface of the sun. Where the snowmen lay only about a month ago, now daffodils are sprouting from the still damp mulch. It's almost as if the moods of all New Englanders changed in a matter of only one day. With the proof that the sun and warmth actually exist, many of the frowns were flipped upside down into smiles brighter than the sun shining from the sky. Although spring has arrived only about three weeks late, many people will excuse it's tardiness, and are just happy that it has finally arrived.