Spring arrived a few days ago. I know this independent of whether the snow has melted and without regard to whether we have passed the technical March 21st that officially marks the change of seasons. I know it like an arthritis sufferer might know a storm is coming. I know it because every morning I wake up and begin sneezing as if my life depended on it.
Luckily my biological aversion to pollen has not awakened anyone else so far but there is no doubt that the season has changed.