When we get two days in a row in March above 50 degrees, I’m ready for
Spring to come roaring in. I went back to see what the beginning of March
was like. It was a nice, quiet day. Legend suggests that a mild beginning
of March portends a dramatic conclusion — in like a lamb then out like a
lion comes to mind. I’m pleased with a couple of warm days in a row. I took
the motorcycle out yesterday, filled it up with gas and pumped up the
tires. I’ll take the bike in for a tune-up this week. I’m looking forward
to riding the bike to work and around the area. Nina suggested I was
getting spring fever. I think that just might be true! Spring might just be
springing.

As I was growing up, Dan Valentine was a columnist for the Salt Lake
Tribune. Every year about this time he would publish this poem:

Spring is sprung,
The grass is riz,
I wonder where
The flowers is?

That’s the only thing I remember from his writings, a poem that murdered
the English language. It’s time for Spring to be sprung!

The weekend has been delightful. No big thing needed to be done. Lots of
little things got done. The coming week will be very busy so it’s good to
have some quiet time with no big obligations. Life is good.

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