It's Spring

It's spring, with blue sky, sun, wildflowers blossoming, birds singing. It's spring, I tell myself. Get that in your head. There was a time, not so long ago, when that alone was enough to banish the demons from my head, those negative thoughts, those cynical whinings, those things that made me scowl.

There was a time. A year ago, I guess. And it must be time again.

King George's lectures about Democrats in Syria, while Republicans make the same trips. Recess appointments of non-starter nominees who would not have gained the consent of the Senate. A lying Attorney General desperately trying to find a rock to slide under, or at least waiting until the anemic press forgets what it was they wanted to ask but didn't. That maverick McCain pronouncing the streets safe as 100 soldiers and a handful of helicopter gunships circle. Mortgage defaults extending well into the middle class. Sub-prime mortgage underwriters going bankrupt, revealing the faultlines in our shining economy. Smokey white skies on cloudless days. Traffic lined up for miles with imprisoned commuters wondering what has happened to their lives. ... Things that make me scowl.

But it's spring. After all, there's the sky and the sun and the flowers. And there's that egg from California Condor #217 in the wild in a nest in Mexico.

It's spring. So for a little while, let's at least pretend there's hope.

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