Spring

Today my run took me past St. John's College High School. Before I was in sight of the field, I could hear the sound of an aluminum bat striking a baseball. Then I saw boys out warming up in the field. My thoughts ran something like

1. Isn't it early?
2. No, it's late March. It's spring.
3. But look at that pile of snow in the corner of the track.

The newspaper says that plants are three weeks behind. Perhaps so. I did see crocuses out on lawns along our street.