The Darling Buds of May

It has finally happened.

At moments this so-called spring (or 'Mayvember' as a columnist friend of mine called it) it seemed like it never would. Cold-cold-and more cold was the order of virtually every day in this normally mild-ish bit of North America.

But, this weekend it manifested itself as it should have. The flowers are ushering forth, like my favorite rhodo above and the 'darling buds of May' are almost instantly at their most endearing.

So, of all the woes in the world, at this moment I say, 'Screw them!' The sun is shining. Temperatures are benevolent and repulsive gasoline prices assume less importance.

Spring has finally sprung, if two months later than normal.