The birds are chirping.
The bees are buzzing.
The leaves are budding.
The flowers are blooming.
The sand gnats are, unfortunately, emerging, as evidenced by my insanely itchy right forearm.
You can wrestle with the mainsail on a blustery day on the water without raw hands and cumbersome parkas getting in the way.
There are girls in swimsuits sunbathing in open park spaces in 60 degree weather like it isn’t a ridiculous thing to do.
Spring is upon us, Charleston!