So it’s *only* mid-March. And I know it will *most likely* snow again in the coming weeks. But when I woke up the other morning the first thing I thought to myself was… “it’s coming.” Before I looked out the window, before I stepped outside, I could feel that feeling in the air—spring is coming. (This feeling may also be attributed to the loudly chirping birds that now accompany my alarm clock going off, but I refuse to be mad at these birds. I welcome the chirping birds. Keep it up, birds.)
Clevelanders are part of a special set of people that can look forward to spring like nobody’s business. In general, I am excited about getting OUTSIDE and not needing to add multiple layers to do so. In particular, I am looking forward to banishing my snow brush from the floor of my passenger seat to the trunk, riding my bike (preferably to an ice cream establishment), and ballet flats.
Here are a few books that put me in a “spring mood”: