Ready for spring

So walking out to my car this morning, I've decided that I'm sick of winter, and I want it to be spring already. I do realize that I'm violently allergic to spring, but there just something cheerful about that early spring warmth, the smell of the earth defrosting, and the feeling of expectancy in the air. Granted, spring would be better if I still had my horse, but I guess that until I'm making enough money to afford one again, my bike (or maybe a motorcycle?) will have to do.