Farewell my Wintertime Prison... Springtime is the amnesty hors d'oeuvre and reminds all (in these Northern climates) of the duality of nature.
See the flattened squirrel on the bike path? (Why is it SO flat on a bike path? WHY??)
And see the lilacs in full bloom? (DO YOU??!! Face-meltingly beautiful...)
Hmm, people also think about baseball in the Spring? Right? How about a congratulations card for the bros?