You know it's Spring when....your cat finds that spot of sunshine that has been hiding for the last six months and just basks in the warmth of the light.
In Philly, you can tell that it is Spring because the pretzel man in back on Locust and Broad. Today, when it was blustery and cold, I really could have gone for a warm, toasty soft pretzel.
You know it's Spring when girls wear Uggs with skirts. Ugh!
Happy Spring! Joyeaux Printemps!
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