Today our hearts are full of spring. Hopes and expectations advance from the cold winter of our more withdrawn selves and everything is possible, nay, everything is new! The vanquished and the victors each with passions barely bridled step forth to give and to receive; Joy, oh Joy, that wing-ed thing! And wing-ed, with its own wings lending; might we see eternal forms? Today, the ancient tandems torn asunder by the cycling of Demeter reunite in temperate climes. Persephone returns to us, and Proserpina, Roman twin:
Chris Cocca 
I’d like to point out that I wrote this before I knew it was going to be 50 degrees today. Awesome.