Growing up in the Midwest, I always anxiously awaited this day. To me it signaled the end of all that god-awful snow and cold. Sadly, I was bitterly disappointed every year when it would snow on the vernal equinox. You'd think I would have cottoned onto the fact that this pattern was never broken, but - alas - I was deluded and stubborn (and eternally optimistic).

I now live in LA where warm weather is the norm. That today marks the beginning of Spring is more a notch on the calendar, but it still remains my favorite day. I guess if you spend enough time in Hell (which, I might add, is a frigid, icy place in my mind - no flames and warmth) then a warm intro to Spring is the least that Mother Nature can give you.

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