I am going to let the English major in me come out for a moment and start with a line from a Gerard Manly Hopkins poem, “Spring.” Hopkins wrote that “[n]othing is so beautiful as spring” and looking out my window at the snowstorm that is brewing here in the Quad Cities, I am inclined to agree. Spring is lovely and at the moment, too far away. At this point in the winter, I am SO. READY. FOR. SPRING. and extremely jealous of anyone living where the grass is green already!