Really Spring

It may be snowy and coldish and Cleveland-crappy...but spring is coming. From Tom Robbins "Villa Incognito":

"April. Spring was on the land like an itch. The whole countryside seemed to be scratching itself awake, lazily, luxuriously, though occasionally scratching so hard nails hit bone, that old, cold calcium that lies beneath our tingle.

Tiny frogs waked into alertness were being scratched from muck and mud. Tiny buds, as bright as blisters, were being scratched from hardwood. The trees themselves... juiced on sap...were scratching long blue notes from the sky."