Leslie Sullivan Sachs: When I can plant.
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Martin Langeveld: When people stop complaining about the crazy winter we are having, and start complaining about the crazy spring we are having.
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Tim Johnson Arsenault: When the snow finally melts off my lawn.
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Mark French: When you can swim in the Rock River and there is no more ice.
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John Stevens: For me, it's all about the smell.
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Mary C. Serreze: When the daffodils come out.
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Dana Sprague: Opening Day in baseball.
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Jean Conway: For me, it's peepers, but daffodils will do.
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Mark Ebenhoch: When it quits snowing and there's no more ice! Then it's spring!
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Ellen Kaye: When the foot of snow that fell melts within a day.
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Judy McGee: When it stops snowing! And mud season starts.
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Bill Murray: When I hear the first complaint about how unbearably hot it is.
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Christopher Campany: When ground underfoot feels solid again.
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Elizabeth Jesdale: Not soon enough!
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Barbara Gantt: When my snowdrops bloom. They popped up and are blooming, a little earlier than normal.
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Ellen Schwartz: Not tomorrow. [Submitted on March 13.]
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Amelia Kinney: May.
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Rolf Parker-Houghton: The daffodils are up on South Main Street in Brattleboro. Spring is sprung. This storm will pass. Winter has already lost, it just does not know it.
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E. J. Barnes: June.
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Linda Eaton Marcille: We saw a massive flock of geese flying over the cottage today. That did it for me.
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Renee Woliver: There is no spring. We go from winter to summer.
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Bruce LaGore: Ask Mother Nature!
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Katherine Thea Johnson Aplin: When the bulbs bud and flower.
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Sandi Rudski Capponcelli: When the air smells like the earth. When the songbirds return and thrill us with their music. When the trees bloom, and when the tree frogs sing.
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Kristin Gottschalk: When you stop building fires in the wood stove. When you stop wearing gloves to walk the dog. When you can smell the mud.
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Faith Gardener: When I can go outside with just a sweatshirt on and no down coat, plus when all my spring bulbs start to bloom.
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Diane Lulu Litchfield-Smith: When the farmers start spreading manure on their fields, the pussywillows are out, and you can hear the peepers in the evening.
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Beverly Greer Langeveld: Spring is the month of May in Vermont.
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Terry Martin: Doesn't. Nine months of winter and three months of bad skiing!
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Dawn Grobe: When I can comfortably wear flip-flops and short pants.