With Winter finally saying goodbye, the Chicks share what we’re most looking forward to now that Spring is upon us. 

 Kellye Garrett

I live in New Jersey so I definitely have Spring fever. And I’m most excited just to walk. I’m not talking about idyllic strolls through the park  where I stop to sniff the flowers and enjoy nature. See, I’m part of the cult known as Fitbit (anyone who has a Fitbit or knows someone with a Fitbit is nodding knowingly right now.) I have walked over 5,000 miles, which Fitbit assures me is the length of Africa, in the two years since I got my first Fitbit as a gift (after a year I upgraded to a better model.) My vocabulary consists of phrases like “step goal” and “daily showdown.” Speaking of, one of my niece and nephews first words were Fitbit and when they sit in my lap, they know to automatically tap the watch-looking thing on my wrist to help Auntie check her step count. And so winter has seriously been messing with my daily steps. I have a Workweek Hustle to win.

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Ellen Byron

Sadly, I don’t get spring fever in Los Angeles. And I miss it. I’ll never forget that euphoric feeling I had in New York when the bright green baby leaves started appearing on the bare tree branches. These days, what excites me most about Spring is the Malice Domestic Convention. It’s held in Bethesda, Maryland, at the end of April, when Spring is at its most beautiful and Springiest. The thing is, though, I really only experience the blooms of the new season on the ride to and from Dulles Airport because I don’t leave the convention hotel for three days. And this year, I’m flying into National, then hopping on the Metro to Bethesda, so I’ll even miss that. But hey, I can get a great view from the airplane window at takeoff and landing, right? Although…note to self: next year, don’t book evening flights.

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 Marla Cooper

It’s been raining for two months straight in Northern California. Two months of incessant, soul-drenching, leak-causing, earthworm-surfacing, stir-crazy-making rain. After five years of drought, it was thrilling for a couple of weeks, but now? We’re pretty much over it. I know Spring means a lot more to people for whom parkas and windshield scrapers are a fact of life, but this year, I find myself particularly excited for a new season to begin. I can’t wait to go hiking—which is one of my favorite activities around here. And this year, instead of crossing the dry creek bed, we’ll get to walk alongside roaring rapids. Also? Random flowers are springing up in my garden that have never bothered to bloom. So bring on the Spring fever! And throw in some baby animals and maybe a maypole while you’re at it!

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Vickie Fee

March 20 may officially be the first day of Spring. But here in Michigan’s Upper Peninsula where today’s weather forecast is a high of 10 and a low of 6 degrees, and we’ll likely have some snow into May—it’s just a date on the calendar. I think you can only have Spring fever if it looks like Spring outside your window and you’re stuck indoors. I could have a bit of cabin fever, in which one can feel isolated and stuck inside regardless of the outside temps. Frankly, I’m happy to sit here in my sweater and gaze out the window at the snow as I hear the wind howl.

While some of my friends down South will soon be putting plants in their gardens and most of them will have to start up their lawn mowers before the month is out, I’ll still be putting on boots and gloves and a parka. My warm weather season kicks in closer to what many of you call “summer.” Happy Spring to those of you who celebrate!

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 Lisa Q. Mathews

Well, here in New Hampshire we’ve got a ways to go before we start celebrating any Rites of Spring.  The rule in these parts is, don’t even think about planting anything til Memorial Day. And the pretty Spring clothes in the catalogs that flood my mailbox are sadly moot. Regardless of what the Farmer’s Almanac  says, though, my personal Spring officially kicks off on Saint Patrick’s Day—wind, rain, sleet, or snow. Lately, thanks to global warming, I’ve been seeing more green tee shirts and fewer Irish sweaters along the parade route. But hey, Spring is a state of mind—race ya to the beach, Vickie!

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