Looking out my Backdoor: Spring, Sprang, soon to be Sprung

Please don’t grimace like that, Mrs. Hunter. I’m drunk on spring love and language is ours to play games.

Spring arrives quickly here in Jalisco, the Garden State of Mexico. I declare, we are definitely in the Sprang stage of Spring. Boing. Boing. Boing. What fun it is.

Light opens the sky a little bit earlier. Not much, here closer to the Equator, but a little. And it stays around a little bit longer in the evening before it drops behind the mountains. And the day warms up sooner, stays warm longer. Ah, Spring.

Yesterday while talking with my neighbor Janet, we saw a Crimson Coll...