Sproing-oing-oing …
If Wikipedia is to be believed, Spring began today at seven minutes after midnight. And, as always, not a moment too soon. Granted, winter seemed not to begin this year until we were well into January. But, as we knew it would, things averaged out with a prolonged spell of fairly brutal weather. The only reason the human race continues to reproduce is that women’s memories are faulty. The only reason New England remains occupied is that men’s memories are faulty, too. But Spring is here! Spring is here, a-suh-puh-ring is here. Life is skittles and life is beer. I think the loveliest time of …