I know it’s spring when I can drive with my windows down. I know it’s spring when my birthday comes around. I know it’s spring when Easter candy goes on sale. I know it’s spring when the geese come back on campus. I know it’s spring when I can hear the birds chirp in the morning instead of the snow plow.
To me the unofficial start to spring is spring training. Pitchers and catchers report and I’m ready to go. Granted this is still in the winter, but this is when I start counting down the days to warm weather.
The feeling of spring is a gradual transition. Spring training is what starts the process. Spring break follows, then daylight savings time, then (because I’m crazy and from the east coast and willing to wait outside in 32 degrees for water ice) free water ice day at Rita’s. The evenings get lighter and Easter break rolls around, and sometime after that the Phillies opening day debuts. The weather starts getting nicer and I realize I’d rather walk the long way to classes and work.
I feel like this transition happens in everybody on campus too. Students start doing work outside, or not doing work at all, and the countdown to summer begins. As far as CAP Board goes, spring is when we start to focus on EPIC (a week filled with our larger scale events), which means that the SEaL and CAP Board office is always full of people doing work and projects.
I would have to say that my favorite part of spring is Phillies baseball being back. It’s almost therapeutic. No matter what, I love being able to come back to my room and have a game on as background noise. I will always find comfort in rooting for the comeback kids. Another favorite part of spring for me is the noticeable change in people’s moods. Everyone’s spirits seem to be lifted once the sunshine comes back outside. Things seem simpler and people seem happier – that is until finals week. To aid in this, the campus also starts to bloom. The trees become green again and the flowers paint the campus in color. Wardrobes become more vibrant and pastel colors take the place of dull ones. Shorts and sundresses take the place of baggy sweaters and skinny jeans. Spring, and summer for that matter, is a state of mind.
I know it’s spring when I can do my homework outside. I know it’s spring when So You Think You Can Dance comes back on. I know it’s spring when I can wear flip flops and sandals again. I know it’s spring when it looks like it’s the afternoon when it’s really 6:00 p.m. I know it’s spring when my allergies kick in. I know it’s spring when I start counting down the days to summer.
