Scottish spring

When the snow melts, when the grass turns green without my notice, when the birds start singing outside my office window, I notice the Scottish sprin finally comes. This year, spring comes very later. One-week's huge snow shower came in the early of March. Afterwards, some small showers happend so frequently,about once or twice a week. I don't like freezy weather at all. I complaint about this weather all the times, but finally it becomes warm and beautiful sunshine occupied the city. Everything changed overnight. I saw white huge seaguls flying in the sky and beautiful leaves sprout out of the tree. I smell the fresh smell of the earth, and felt hot with my winter coat on. The spring comes secretly, without notice. So patient, so polite, so quite, as a beautiful lady.