Next time they predict a La Nina year, if I'm still living in the in the rainforest I'm running the other way. There was way too much rain for my brain. When the clouds lifted from the sky and the fog from my head, there was still snow on the Lions.
The cherry trees started to bloom:
And the magnolias popped:
My favourite harbinger of springtime is the song of the Varied Thrush. Make sure you click on the "listen" button. Thrushes are here all year round, but when the cloud lifts from the sky their police whistle call multiplies.



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