I have a love/hate relationship with spring. Sometimes I think it’s my favourite season, then I am often quickly reminded that it is not. And this is why: I love spring for its milder weather… the kind of weather where you can go out in a sweater without dying of summer heat. But with this milder weather comes dampness and rain which I really don’t like. So, I really only like spring on sunny days. I love spring because when it’s here you know that it signals the end of winter and the coming of summer. Yet, with the end of winter comes melting which equals wetness which equals wet…