Spring!!!

Spring happens every year. Without fail the sun comes out more often, the temperature climbs from the negative and into the positive in increments of five and then ten degrees. Leaves, flowers, weeds and all manner of living thing unfurls itself and proudly proclaims that it is Alive. Today I saw a bumble bee floating by me as I drank my coffee on the deck as if it was just as entitled to life as I was.
This happens every year and people always act like it is an entirely new discovery. Like vampires clawing their way out from under the dead soil they don their gay apparel and race out to ENJOY themselves. Women put on bikinis and short skirts and men shorts and flip flops (the gay men and the straight college type guys become identical now), and they go out to parks to play volleyball or have a picnic. Sucking down the sun and drinking in the warmth as soon as possible as if squeezing every drop of pleasure out of this newly discovered spring is entirely vital to their survival, they clog Queen Street and fill every park flaunting their tanning-bed pre-tans and beaming smiles so bright they compete with the sun. And they make you feel guilty if you are not doing the same. “Can’t wait to get outside!” they say on Facebook, “Who’s up for some fun in the sun?” they Twitter.
Relax guys. Nineteen degrees in early May does not make it summer, and there is much more warm days and sun ahead of us.