While we were sitting outside for the first time of the season, Willis mentioned that as he ages, he really enjoys the transition between the seasons more than the actual seasons. I mentioned that I enjoy the transitions, too, but I was complaining that we haven't really had transitions in the last two season changes. Then, I said something like, "I guess I should feel grateful right now that this transition between winter and summer is long and ridiculous, but for some reason I'm not."
Willis said, "Some people call that transition, 'Spring.'"
I said, "Some of us call it, 'The Dark Ages.'"
So far, this Spring has been fairly ugly. I've seen better.