Late For the Sky

I'm calling it early. Winter is over. Spring has sprung out of that dirty big hole in the ozone.

Crowds are back as surfers give up on their footy teams' ability to win a grand final.

There's new sprouts in old growth areas and despite the menace of magpies, kids are tearing themselves away from the cyber playground to thrash their deady treadlies. Hello spring suit. Goodbye steamer.