Spring is here and has finally kicked winter in the snow balls

Spring is finally here after a rough winter. Everybody complained bitterly about this winter, but it is not the worst we've had since I have been back in the big O!! Spring, nonetheless is most welcome.
“When spring came, even the false spring, there were no problems except where to be happiest. The only thing that could spoil a day was people and if you could keep from making engagements, each day had no limits. People were always the limiters of happiness except for the very few that were as good as spring itself.” 
― Ernest Hemingway, A Moveable Feast

“Spring is the only revolutionary whose revolution has succeeded.” 
― Marianne Van Hirtum“Spring drew on...and a greenness grew over those brown beds, which, freshening daily, suggested the thought that Hope traversed them at night, and left each morning brighter traces of her steps.” 

― Charlotte Brontë, Jane Eyre

 “The first day of spring was once the time for taking the young virgins into the fields, there in dalliance to set an example in fertility for nature to follow. Now we just set the clocks an hour ahead and change the oil in the crankcase.” ― E.B. White, One Man's Meat

 “Spring is nature's way of saying, 'Let's party!” 

― Robin Williams, Weapons of Self Dest“April's air stirs in 
Willow-leaves...a butterfly
Floats and balances” 
― Matsuo Bashō, Japanese Haikuruc“

The weather here is windy, balmy, sometimes wet. Desert springtime, with flowers popping up all over the place, trees leafing out, streams gushing down from the mountains. Great time of year for hiking, camping, exploring, sleeping under the new moon and the old stars. At dawn and at evening we hear the coyotes howling with excitement - mating season. And lots of fresh rabbit meat hopping about to feed the young ones with.” 

― Edward Abbey, Postcards from Ed: Dispatches and Salvos from an American Iconoclasttion

“I want to do with you what spring does with the cherry trees.” 

― Pablo Neruda, Twenty Love Poems and a Song of Despair

 “After the sorts of winters we have had to endure recently, the spring does seem miraculous, because it has become gradually harder and harder to believe that it is actually going to happen. Every February since 1940 I have found myself thinking that this time winter is going to be permanent. But Persephone, like the toads, always rises from the dead at about the same moment. Suddenly, towards the end of March, the miracle happens and the decaying slum in which I live is transfigured.” 
― George Orwell, Some Thoughts on the Common Toad

“In the spring when the wind is in the new leaves the echo of her voice may still be heard by the fall that bear her name.” 

― J.R.R. Tolkien, The Fellowship of the Ring