This afternoon, walking through the city with a new pair of bicycle tyres thrown over my shoulder, it felt so very nearly Spring. Was it the light, the fresh breeze, or simply the pleasure of leaving the lab at a reasonable time having gathered some nice data? Or all of the above?
What I do know is this: That although it is certain to be cold, grey and bleak tomorrow, meteorologically and otherwise, the Spring will come - as sure as Lent will end.