It was warm again yesterday but by the time I got off the subway in the Bronx in the evening it was cool. Felt like spring “for reals,” as the kids say.

Something was stirring in the air and just before I arrived home the sky was dark and the wind kicked-up and it was exciting–a spring storm.

This morning gives sun but the ground is still wet, especially the dirt where the flowers are starting to bloom.

Sweet.