First Rule About Spring is We Don't Talk About Spring

Sometimes I feel like if I talk too loudly about spring coming, it will stop happening, it will all halt right where it is and suddenly go back to being winter.

We've had a few consecutive days now that, dare I say it, are almost spring-like, but in Chicago one never knows.

This time of year, I always feel like I'm spying covertly on all the bulbs waiting to pop up, afraid they might decide to stop growing.