I love spring in Minnesota.
There is something magical about the first few days when you can walk outside in your shirt sleeves, see the trees budding, and feel a warm breeze. This time of year is mild — without humidity or mosquitoes. If it was like this all year round — well I suppose it would be southern California without an ocean.
I wonder if I would still appreciate it the same way if I didn’t have to go through a long winter first.