When I lived here 20 years ago, the thing that struck me most was the way everything burst into color once the weather got warmer. Highway medians here become carpets of daffodils, and the trees suddenly go from dull and empty to an array of beautiful colors. The cherry blossoms of DC are of course the most famous, but anywhere I’ve been in Virginia, everything is more beautiful in spring than at any other time of year, autumn included (although I’m sure the leaf peepers would disagree). Today it’s over 70 degrees outside, the sun is shining, the sky is bright blue, and it’s Friday, so I’m feeling the springtime fever for sure. It’s a good day to sit outside. Think I’ll go do that!