Just before the construction workers start thinking about moving into the neighborhoods they're working in, hopefully, the job they've been doing gets done. And hell, maybe spring comes at the same time. Ahhh spring, and the weather is wonderful again. Construction is finished and the screamers and saxophones return.

I know, having the construction end and the screamers and saxophones return...just as spring arrives, is a little far fetched...but work with me here. I'll make my point soon, or not at all. So, the Charlie Parkers and Wild Man Fishers have come back to us, but we're happy again. Slowly though, they chip away at our brand new spring. Their rants and notes haven't changed. We haven't changed, but we thought we had.

And so it is with all years...when the warm weather comes. Each day these 'street swallows' multiply. Days into weeks -- the number's grow. By the time they've reached their mid-summer plethora, as they do each year, we've forgotten how charming they were in the spring.