For me, spring starts on the first day that’s warm enough for getting the bike out of the garage after a long cold winter — regardless of what lunar position the druids prefer.
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For me, spring starts on the first day that’s warm enough for getting the bike out of the garage after a long cold winter — regardless of what lunar position the druids prefer.
I always love the first few warm days of spring when you hear the rumble of the cruisers and the sporty whine of the race bikes. Tis joy to my ears!
To me Spring has sprung when I see my first insects buzzing around as I try to do something outside.
Spring isn’t always everything it’s cracked up to be.
spring has sprung when you can wear shorts out in public and you stop getting weird looks from everyone
It’s spring in my world when I can drop the convertible top and enjoy a cruise
How do south-floridians know its spring, then?
the “snow birds” go home.