It's almost spring

As soon as Valentine's Day is over, I look forward to Spring. The stores have shamrocks, spring break is within reach on the calendar, and I am counting down the days until the first ride on the lawn mower. I love to mow. But I do not love machine maintenance, edging Green Avenue, trying to keep the Bermuda grass out of the shrubs, 102 degree sunny days that force me to water the lawn while feeling guilty about using too much water, and weeds. So, do I look forward to Spring or want to hang on to the end of Winter? Both. One cannot be fully appreciated without the other. Contrast=diversity=beauty=life.