"Suzie P – I ♥ you so bad it hurts" – read the vivid red scrawl. I noticed it mainly because it was a change from the usual "Welcome back, Sgt. Harris" graffiti that has been hogging the overpass-billboard spaces lately. This can only mean that spring is here, the time when a young man's fancy turns to the Suzie P's of the world. The equinox has come and gone, and speckled mounds of black and white snow still sit along the edges of parking lots. I am glad I looked up at the overpass.
My friend Banafsheh has also clued in to the arrival of spring and has her ear to the ground. In her hand she held a camera. Click on the link to see what she sees.