It's been a wet month, but warming steadily toward the end. The rains earlier this afternoon have subsided and made way for sunshine, and Seattle can finally glimpse the warmth and tranquility of May a short distance ahead.
The tulips are out all over town now, splashing their insistent primary colors, red and yellow mostly, in among the muted tones characteristic of most of the city's rather dull architecture. It'll soon be time to happily elbow one's way among the sun worshipers crowding Green Lake, and commune with the flocks of amorous ducks for whom the island on the westerly side of the lake is named.
The city is like a bear awakening after winter hibernation, lying sleepy and heavy in the new sun, ready to gather energy and and enthusiasm and that sort of half-drunk joie de vivre which reaches its ultimate expansiveness here in July and August. It's my favorite time of the year, and I look forward to it with eager anticipation, even after a relatively mild winter like the one now ending.
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