The first flash of color always excites me as much as the first frail, courageous bloom of spring. This is, in a sense, my season–sometimes warm and, when the wind blows an alert, sometimes Related Posts:It was a bright spring morning, full of promise.…Spring will be here soon. Spring the season I met…Days like these take me back to when you were just a…I cant think of anything that excites a great sense…