1. my jean jacket making it’s first appearance.
Obviously this is not appropriate for winter wear, so when I can move it from the out-of-season coat closet (which is crammed with 90% Taylor’s stuff btw) to the foyer it’s a definite sign of spring.
2. giant bees
I had my living room windows open for most of the afternoon on Tuesday and OF COURSE a huge fuzzy bumblebee about the size of a lime came bumbling in and started baffing around all the windows that weren’t open. I don’t like killing bees (who else is going to pollinate our food crops???) so I had to use all my bee-herding tricks to get it out of the house.
3. horrible smells
There are a lot of community gardens in my neighborhood, and every spring they all get big piles of manure delivered which the gardeners slowly spread on all the plots. It’s nasty.
The bees that come out every spring freak me out. I am slightly allergic and so I am always one of those people who flail around and duck and run and scream when I see bees. I don’t want to kill them, they are just doing their bee-job of buzzing around doing what bees do, but I don’t want them around me either.