Spring, the sweet spring, is the year’s pleasant king,
Then blooms each thing, then maids dance in a ring,
Cold doth not sting, the pretty birds do sing:
Cuckoo, jug-jug, pu-we, to-witta-woo!
--- Thomas Nashe, Spring, the sweet spring
The gods looked down upon upstate New York with a smile for a brief time this past week and allowed the temperatures to climb above 40 degrees. That’s enough to celebrate in my book. Of course, by the time you read this, the temperatures will have fallen again but at least we had some semblance of warmth for a while.
With this month’s update, I point you to my blog to read more about the topics at hand.
This month’s update is short and sweet in contrast to old man winter this year.
Provost and Senior Vice President for Academic Affairs