I heard a TV news commentator say the other day that we were now entering a season he referred to as "fool's" spring. One day the temperature outside rises into the 50s-60s and even into the 70s... coats come off, flip-flops and tee-shirts come out of drawers and closets, and people dash outdoors with the abandon of a caged animal just released.
And then the following day it all comes crashing down as another massive cold front brings us back to reality.
Still, those few hours experienced outside, with the sun warming our backs, with warm sights and sounds all around us, makes us joyful of what lies ahead, once we get past this "fools" spring.
