I'm not the only who does it, am I?
Please tell me I'm not the only one.
First of all, it appears that our “Throwback Winter” may finally—FINALLY—be on the wane. Temperatures are finally above freezing, the snow is finally melting, and I saw this on my way home from TV last night--
It's funny I saw that sign of Spring on the way home from TV, as my piece last night was about another sign of Spring. Technically, I'm not sure if it's a sign of Spring for everyone, but I know that for me, it's been a sign of Spring since I was, I dunno, nine years old.
In fact, every time I take part in this particular sign of Spring, Loraine will say something along the lines of “What are you a nine year old?”, to which I proudly proclaim “Why yes, I am”.
And yet she still sticks around. Go figure.
8-)
I have no idea if I'm the only person who takes part in this particular activity. It actually acts as a catharsis for me, shedding the yuckiness of winter for the promise and joy of Spring. Of course, I'm guessing not everyone else feels that way, but I'd have to believe that there's at least one other person out there who does what I do.
Either that, or I'm a lot more unique that I thought. And that might be a little too scary to contemplate.
So what exactly IS it that I do to mark the beginning of Spring? An activity that hopefully at least one other person does, as well? Well, check it out for yourself--
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