I love Spring. A lot. Like, to the point where I may burst into song on the street. Spring is my season, despite what my allergies tell me.
I also have a cherry blossom tree just peaking from my window, and it has lots of buds waiting to bloom. I can't tell you how excited this makes me. My armchair has been angled just right, so that when the time comes, I can just plop down and look upon them while sipping my coffee. It will be bliss~
...huh? Did you say something? Sorry, I couldn't hear you from the ANTIHISTAMINE-INDUCED COMA that I am currently trapped in...
I'll go back to appreciating the great outdoors when it's autumn again and the trees are beautiful and dying.