The DU Lounge

I remember that wonderful feeling well. My grandmother planted crocuses and daffodils which I was always excited to see as a child. In my own home as a young mother I watched for robins and that first inch or so of new green that tipped the evergreen trees. That 'spring green' became my favorite color.
The best was always that first sunny Spring weekend when everyone's steps were lighter and their faces bright--the parks brimming with people strolling and optimistic about what wonderful outdoor things and longer days lay ahead.
That was wonderful magic.
In Hawaii it is different and I do miss it, so I enjoyed your post.