She was sitting at her desk, window open in front of her, trees blowing in the wind, sun shining and children running across the lawn shrieking and laughing in pure joy, and she could not focus. Trying to study for a test seemed so... winter-ish. Spring was finally here and she wanted simply to bask in the warmth of the sun on her skin or look with wonder at the buds on the bushes and the bulb's little spears poking up from the cold ground.
She loved spring.
"So neither he who plants nor he who waters is anything,