Spring in the Pacific Northwest

I love spring in Oregon. When I was growing up in Michigan spring meant a few weeks where everything was brown and muddy and then it was summer. Here spring starts in March and lasts until late June. The air literally smells like flowers. I would never roll my windows down in Michigan. Mostly this was because it would mess my hair up. But out here it is so worth having messy hair because it just smells so darn good. The smell makes me think of vacations and long weekends. The only problem with spring here is that it smells so great that I am always hungry. No really, I have been starving all day.