“The beautiful spring came; and when Nature resumes her loveliness, the human soul is apt to revive also.” ~ Harriet Ann Jacobs
We have finally past that moment when you are not sure if it is winter or spring. Those days or weeks when it is not one or the other. We don’t have a name for it but maybe it should be called Springter or Winting. When the two seasons push back forth against one another until finally one of them gives in and the other rules supreme for a while until the next one comes along and pushes it from its throne.