I’m ready for spring; who’s with me?Published 10:10am Wednesday, February 20, 2013
“Rain, rain, go away come back another day.”
I tell you what, the same thing can be said for the cold.
How I long for balmy spring days where the light breeze is just enough to ward off a glistening forehead. I love the springtime. It’s my favorite time of the year.
On my way into work Tuesday, I heard an announcer for a radio station in Panama City Beach, Fla., talking about the upcoming Spring Break tourist season for the beach city.
The DJ said for their area, the next 60 days was their “make it or break it” spring break season, with tourists coming from every corner of the nation to enjoy sun and sand on the Gulf Coast.
I hate to break to the Sigma Chi’s and the Kappa Delta Pi’s: I think it’s going to be more of watching MTV in the hotel room than seeing themselves on the Ti-Vo later.
To me, people are just happier in the spring.
Cold brings to mind the dreary drab of depression, while spring lends more to new beginnings and growth.
We’ve all heard the saying that “March comes in like a lion but goes out like a lamb,” followed by “April’s showers bring May flowers.”
Now, any reasonable person could reason that this is the “lion” portion of March, and in the coming weeks all we have to look forward to is – you guessed it – rain.
My youngest asked me last weekend, “Mommy, when are we going to the beach to spend the night?” as I had been promising since last summer we would take an extended trip to the beach during the next summer.
“When it gets warm,” I replied.
“It’s gonna be warm Saturday,” was her quick comeback.
“No, honey, when it’s really hot out. Then we’ll go,” I said.
“It gets hot? How about that,” she said. “Like sweaty hot?”
“Yep, it has to be sweaty hot.” I thought that was a good gauge and would probably give me a window of opportunity from about May and cover me through September.
“Cool,” she said.
And here I thought we were finished with cool and had moved on to hot. Go figure. I’m just ready for it to be warm.