Ahh, spring

On our drive today, spring was assaulting all the senses: new green leaves, fruit trees and ornamentals in flower, blue skies, white clouds, bird song, chuckling streams falling down hillsides, the springtime odor of dilute cow manure sprayed over cropfields, remaining on the air till the aroma of skunk cabbage superceded it, and lingered until the battered old diesel truck full of saplings in pots pulled out ahead of us and farted a gentle eddy of black cloud in its wake.