Ooooh that means it's warm. You know where it's NOT warm? That's right- Chicago. Spent all winter freeeezing and now it's "spring" and trying to live without the heater is nearly impossible but we are too stubborn to pay for it so instead suffer through each fifty (10C) degree day.
Oh what I wouldn't give for an endless summer
Here's a haiku entitled Yellow:
Spreads like butter; a fern bends
Tossing sharp shadows