Spring Fever

It was warm in Brattleboro today. About fifty degrees, which is downright balmy in Vermont in early March. It was the sort of weather that made one want to plant something living in the ground, which is still covered in at least a foot of snow in many places. It was the sort of weather that made people nicer.

The early warm days of any given year find people in this town outside enjoying the sun and the warmth. Even with the economy tanking and people worried about their jobs and their mortgages, people seem to have hope on the first warm day of spring. And they are more friendly—more willing to say hello, more willing to hold a door, more willing to let someone out into traffic. Between that and the sun, I couldn't have been happier.