Yes, yes it's that time of year again. The time when for no apparent reason my heart flutters. I get that little... butterfly that won't leave my stomache. Flowers are beginning to bloom. The children play games- I often accompanying them (for how could a girl with a childish heart pass up a day of frog catching and puddle jumping?). And the first rain of the summer brought forth an awe-inspiring array of green. In a matter of minutes every tree opened it's leaves, every blade of grass poked it's head up from the mud below. And I felt it.... you know, that first real whisp of warm summer wind that flows through your hair and tickles your heart with the idea of what's to come.
