After a long winter, the ice begins to melt. The air is headily laden with lavender, lilac, flowers that can only be described through hues, through the language of colors, with honey sweet saccharine words. Spring is a time of vividness, of blaring colors. Violets and magentas, periwinkles and canary yellows. I’ll be wiggling my way into the familiarity of spring, remembering the florals of springs, the showers, the excuses I’ll pile for wearing willowy skirts and spending a little extra time in the morning with my makeup. I’ll blink away the cold memories, shed the sweaters and coats, the abundant layers, and squint in the warm spring sun. I hope everyone remembers to enjoy their spring, crunching over frosty dewy grass, the shift away from the chill. Remember to enjoy your spring semester, as well, we’re almost to summer!