Spring is coming to an end. I am looking forward to summer and sitting on my deck on warm nights reading a good book. But I will miss spring. I grew up in Southern California and seasons were just a concept. The weather for the most part stayed the same. Leaves didn’t change. Flowers always bloomed. After moving away from California I learned how enjoyable it is to look forward to the next season. And in Boston I found that my favorite type of snow is “spring” snow. It’s beautiful.