Every Mormon Primary child (ages 3-12) knows "Popcorn Popping on the Apricot Tree" song, with hand signs. (I'm sure it's online somewhere credible...I just can't find it), infamously sung at BYU football games accompanied by tubas and weirdly featured on anti-mormon videos in slow-motion.
Each Spring, I think of that song when the blossoms come out. I certainly think of it here, when each week brings a new palette of blossoms which take my breath away. Especially cherry blossoms - the favorite flower of DC and the centerpiece flower of my wedding. There are at least three cherry trees in Oxford University Park right next door to my college.
Spring has definitely sprung, and the weather is finally getting warmer. My Mac Dashboard weathervane for London says its 54 degrees Fahrenheit. It's always at least 5-10 degrees colder in Oxford, but still, something to write about.
And the wonderful upside to terribly dark, short Fall days are lovely long and sunny Spring days. The sun wakes up at 5:30 a.m. and goes to bed at nearly 8:00 p.m. these days. Yesterday while in London I encountered a British heart marathon in Hyde Park still going strong at 6:30 p.m.
I also heard talk in an Oxford cafe of a "proper summer," however the English quantify that. Things, including the temperature, are looking up this side of the world. No more trips to the Unicorn...