Spring Has Returned to Pittsburgh

Today the weather sings like Julie Andrews and dances like Baryshnikov. Today the sky is cerulean like James Colburn like In Like Flint like peepers. We played at identifying flowers today, on a long walk uphill to the picture show—my city in celluloid. I thought every plant was Japonica. The dinosaur celebrated the lack of snow by pretending he was a rainbow.

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