Well I certainly didn’t expect this. Spring, it turns out, is uninspiring.

My first blog back in January came as a burst of inspiration. It was freezing and I wanted to share that (clearly obvious and somewhat mundane) fact with the world. You see a winter is nothing unusual, unless you usually don’t have a winter. Which it only party true for me because Sacramento certainly has a winter, it’s just nothing like New York’s.

But here we are now in the thick of spring – arguably, the best season we’ve got – and I can’t think of anything to say.

Spring's not new to me. "Thalia Daffodils"
in my parent's Sacramento backyard.

At first I was troubled by what I assumed was a lack of motivation. However, I no longer think that’s the case. Instead, this is what I’ve come to realize: people like to complain.

And when it comes to complaining there’s no better topic than the weather. Why? Because there’s nothing we can do about it.

Now that the temperatures are warming, the flowers are blooming and the sky is blue what can you really say? There’s not much to complain about. That limits weather conversations to something like this, “Gosh, it sure is pretty out.” I think we’ve entered a brief period when people don’t want to talk about the weather ... they want to enjoy it.

However, if you are looking for something to gripe about allergies is a popular weather-related topic this time of year. I’ve been lucky so far. Check back when the humidity kicks in. We’ve got beef.