Today I can see the trees' bare bones are starting to become fleshed out with leaves. This will cause the evergreens to lose their prominence in the landscape, although they look so fine contrasted with the wild, billowing shocks of forsythia.
As the leaves come in, the clothes start to drop off on campus. Every newly green lawn populated by the young offering their pale winter skin up to the warm spring sun. I see them and think of melanomas and hope they're all wearing sunscreen, but I think it's really something more primal than that. To be young and basking in the sun looks so carefree. I remember it usually wasn't.