Let the parade of shorts, sundresses and pastels commence. We have hit the 70-degree mark people. It is time to celebrate. It is time to come out of winter’s hibernation mode. But who am I kidding? It would appear the entire campus caught wind of this memo. Just take a look at the masses of people basking on the academic quad. It is truly a wonderful time of the year, despite the impending doom of finals and the unmentionable g-word that all seniors are either dreading or anticipating.

When people ask me what my favorite season is, I usually say the fall, but I have to admit that spring is growing on me. I do not know about you, but I felt that this winter was a bit too long for my liking, so it is refreshing to finally retire my down jacket. Spring is supposed to be a time of rebirth, despite the feelings of finality that are overcoming me. And I think it really is. I feel that campus has come alive again after weeks of freezing temperatures.

What if we were all solar panels on weeks like these? I think in a way we are. The sun’s light is rejuvenating and revitalizes us after a long winter of working hard in the library, so now we can sit outside and soak up some more knowledge with a side of vitamin D. I feel so much more productive after I have had some time in the sun.

So to any professors reading this, consider it an appeal to host a few lectures in the great outdoors. It makes for happier and healthier students on the whole. I think you would be surprised how much energy this beautiful weather will bring out in your classrooms.