The powdery mountainous snow drifts that broke our backs some weeks ago slowly thaw into dirty ugly little icy monsters, their last stand till their ruthless invasion of next year. Me emerging from my winter cave gleefully hanging the snow shovels up in my shed. The rain washing the black dirty side walks to their beautiful cracked grey state of spring glory. The mercury slowly creeping higher as the first sprouts of spring flowers emerge from the underworld. The first attempt to have a cold crisp beer on the patio only to be whisked inside after a few sips by the still lingering coolness. The herds of beautiful bums dressed in yoga pants trot down the previously desolate pot hole filled streets. The sighting of a patious umbrealanus, ready to spring open catch sun’s rays and shade hungry thirsty cruise ship passengers and old friends gossiping about pointless drama. The iron titan gates of the public gardens yearning to creak open for the first time. Ahhh spring you have no idea how much I love you. —WFNVD

This article appears in Mar 24-30, 2011.

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  1. OP, your love just made my day! 🙂

    I like spring too, OP. I love how I can finally go through my spring/summer clothes and start wearing skirts and dresses and sandals again and can start painting my toes bright colours, I can start wearing my cute little flats without getting “what the fuck does she have on her feet?” stares, and I can haul out my favorite trench coat. I can start keeping my window open a crack at night without fear of freezing the pipes and, in the morning I can hear the birds chirping when I wake up. And spring means summer’s just around the corner which means trips to the beach with an ipod and a book and the nice warm sun.

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  3. drove through a snowstorm friday…
    we’ve a ways to go yet… and hopefully so.
    those maple trees ain’t tapping themselves….

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  4. I didn’t have time to dry my hair this morning, only my bangs, so I let the rest of it air dry and when I got to the bus stop my hair had started to freeze. It was greeeeeeat.

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  16. That’s the same one Ivan posted. PG got her post in before I could click the button 😉

    We’re talking about the same bird, dude.

    Any idea where I can get those hand knife thingies? I’ll cover them in tiger blood and be INVINCIBLE! RAWR!

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  20. Well that’s pretty dumb. They block THAT, but don’t block facebook?

    There’s no filter here at *insert PK’s workplace here*. How would kids in rez get their pr0n if there was? 🙁

    And I *do* know a pretty good lawyer (though, they generally only sue for child and spousal support so…) 😛

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  22. Yeah? You must log in on FB with your phone, then 🙂

    FB was blocked at my last place of employment. But I managed to access it anyway ^_^

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