It must be Spring

It's finally warm in New York. Jeez, it was a long, cold beginning to Spring this year. But it seems like the good times have finally arrived.

Mind you, I like winter a lot. And I'm going to miss the comfort of getting out of the cold. There's something so cozy about that.

But dog made Spring so that baseball could be played. I agree with the sentiment. Baseball is worth getting hot over. (Now, if only the games were going my way, but that's another story.)

BTW, I found a route to walk where I meet no one. It's like whistling past a graveyard. Hooray!

Has Spring reached your area of the world?