Sorry buddy, I won't kiss your butt, but...
We live along what is known as the Blossom Trail just outside of Fresno, so named because of the blooming fruit tree displays. Every Sunday morning, we get to hear dozens of Hogs and a few other bikes doing there herding thing along the Trail. It is beautiful this time of year--except for the bees slamming into whatever you're driving.
The days are clearing, so you see the multicolored orchards with the snow capped Sierras as background.
Yup--it's Springtime!
