The entire U.S. has had one bizarre winter. In my state, it's been the sixth warmest winter on record, and the entire world began to bloom in mid-March, instead of the normal late April, seven weeks later.
And yet, it hasn't helped my sense of spring fever. Sure, I've been able to start bicycling earlier this year, and my garden is already planted, whereas normally we have to wait until Mother's Day. But that sense to get out; to leave the house behind, to explore and be at the mercy of things you can't control? Still as strong as ever.
And these unbelievable trailers by Cricket are not helping. One bit. … read more