By: Lauren Spagnoletti
The tiniest of blossoms have begun to appear on some trees.
Others are already shedding the white and pink flowers that graced their limbs when the sun grew warm and inviting. It’s officially tee-shirt weather.
As the days grow longer, more blooming takes place. The street is no longer marked by stiff, crooked branches piercing the sky. Instead the treetops are round, with vibrant, beautiful colors.
The grass has also begun to grow, and the sounds of lawn mowers fill the air.
And my eyes have begun their annual watering, as I sneeze into my tissue over and over again.