Weekend self-care open thread: In spring

You'd be hard pressed to know it, but we're now in spring.

The days are getting longer, the weather is getting warmer, and in normal circumstances we'd be looking forward to a summer of diversions. No one expected we'd be in the middle of a plague. (Also, no one expected the Spanish Inquisition.)

For this weekend's open thread, a mish-mash of music celebrating the season when the world comes alive again. And, a poem by e.e. cummings.

in Just-
spring          when the world is mud-
luscious the little
lame balloonman

whistles          far          and wee

and eddieandbill come
running from marbles and
piracies and it's
spring

when the world is puddle-wonderful

the queer
old balloonman whistles
far          and             wee
and bettyandisbel come dancing

from hop-scotch and jump-rope and

it's
spring
and

         the

                  goat-footed

balloonMan          whistles
far
and
wee

I don't need to say this, but care for yourselves and those around you.