something about spring

to be honest,
i've always thought of spring
as the season that melts into summer
like an opening act before the real thing
but more and more, i'm recognizing it as its own entity
spring is patterned light from the windows
it's perfect weather
it's the intoxicating smell of grass on a soccer field
it's strawberry season again
and, yes, it is the anticipation, the excitement, the countdown
to summer