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.