* not to be confused with this springtime. I spoke with my sister in L.A. yesterday and she was sad this year that spring had come and yet nothing had changed in her city. “Beautiful day today, beautiful day yesterday, beautiful day tomorrow,” she lamented. It seems odd, but there is a cost to living in city where the weather patterns alter only slightly with the seasons. “Our bodies,” she noted, “are made for seasons.” At least I know mine... Read more