Spring has Sprung

Spring has finally reached DC.  Winter held on with clenched fists, but spring has finally sprung.  This is my favorite time of year.  I love the flowers that are popping up all over the city and the cool breeze that keeps the days from getting too hot.  The city comes out of hibernation and, once again, is social.  

All I want to do is sit on rooftops and patios sipping cocktails or drinking beer.  The weekends begin to fill up quickly with brunches, cook outs, and outdoor activities.  I am excited to put the coats and tights away and pull out the shorts and sundresses.  Spring also makes me more inclined to make new friends.  It is so much easier to make a friend lounging on a rooftop than in the dark basement of a bar.  The idea that the adventures of summer lie just around the corner makes me want to expand my options for partners in crime.     

I also relish the opportunity for a spring fling.  I love how flirty I feel in a sundress, and how bold I get when my legs are bare.  I read somewhere once that it is easy to be in love in summer, but I think it is even easier to be infatuated in spring.  The smell of new blooms intoxicating you into a easily smitten state, giving your number out freely to any boy that happens to ask for it with the promise of hanging out again soon.   The warm air melting the ice that the frigid winter has built up around your heart.  Life begins to almost sing along with the birds.  

To me, spring brings possibility, the new and exciting just around the corner or the rooftop over.  Only time will tell if this spring will bring the beginning of some giddy romance, or new friendships brought together in the sun.  I do know that I will welcome new faces, flirt shamelessly, and enjoy every breathtakingly beautiful moment this spring has to offer.  Spring has sprung and freed me from doldrums, which is something to be happy about.