At last winter's ended sring is now here. It is such a beautiful time of the year.
Trees and flowers are blooming, the grass starts to grow. Overcoming the death that comes with the snow. The sun comes out, temps no longer fall, and in parks everywhere, grown men in black pads yell "PLAY BALL!"
There's baseball and racing every where. To find my favorite's no difficult trick. While one involves powerful cars, the other's hitting a ball with a stick.
So put away your knit cap and parka, Time for flip-flops and shorts to come out. While we've all been too cold for months now
soon too hot's what we'll all pout about.
Have a happy spring everybody.