I am hesitant to write this but here we go…I think spring is finally here. However, as I write this, we are under a frost warning. I should have checked the weather sooner because I moved some of my house plants outside. Oh well, hang in there plants! And I dare say, the season of the pandemic is drawing to an end. Spring is the season of hope -- that things will get better after they were worse. The river will “flow again after it was frozen,” Ernest Hemingway wrote of spring in “A Moveable Feast.” And the English poet, Anne Bradstreet wrote, “If we had no winter, the spring would not be so pleasant.” We’ve been in a season of social distancing, shelter at home, mask wearing, political strife, to vaccinate or not, death, war, and a thousand other things that have completely broke our hearts.