The realization that spring has sprung thrust itself upon me as soon as I left the house this morning for my walk and run. There was a pair of mockingbirds going at it in the middle of the street. I'm talking about the horizontal mambo, making whoopee, shaggin', bumpin' uglies, whatever you want to call it. I mean they were getting' busy!
So that, and the number of bugs hatching down by the creek, tells me that spring is officially here.