|photo credit: Spring Bride via photopin (license)|
Fresh air!!! (Town square. You are my wife...Goodbye city life...) Oops, sorry. Um, where was I?
Oh yes. Spring has sprung (the grass is riz, I wonder where the skeeters is?) Crap. Did it again. Soooo sorry.
|photo credit: Juvenile Eastern cottontail, about half the size of our usual ones DSC_8956 Jeune lapin, environ la moitié de la taille de nos lapins habituels. via photopin (license)|
Sometimes too much vibrancy. After all, the concealing, protecting coats and boots have come off. We're left with nothing but our skin, still unused to the brighter sun and going barefoot in the grass (and prickers--ouch, ouch!).
I used to think spring fever was a disease that ate away concentration and sowed false promise of tackling impossibly long task lists. Now I'm thinking it's simply nature's morning pot of coffee.
What about you? Do you get spring fever? Is it a bad thing or good?