Spring cleaning.

Southern Illinois was so windy today that there are pieces of tree branches, sticks, twigs, leaves, blossoms, petals and feathers everywhere. Campus looks like it has never seen a broom in its one hundred and thirty-five years in Carbonale. It seems like the world is sweeping itself, though -- getting rid of the old to make room for the new. What a remarkable system! April is almost over, and I haven't even put away my sweaters. Yet the trees are ready for a new season already.