In a couple of days I’ll be back in South Beach with my baby. And then, when I return, it’ll almost be time to get back out in the garden! I’ve got a plot in the Fenway. I’ll be starting a gardening blog, for those of you who might be interested: bostongrows.com. I’ll be sure to let you all know when it’s up and running.

You know, despite all the great fan mail I’ve been getting lately (thanks to “Christopher Walken,” who wrote this morning to tell me, simply: “You’re an idiot”–and a happy one at that, Chris!), I want you to know it’s not all fun and games here at chez T-fureur. We’ve had a mild winter, but a New England winter is a New England winter no matter what, and by March people tend to get a little testy. I know, my babies. I know. But here comes the sun. The thaw’s not far behind.

I mean, spring is six days away. SIX FREAKIN DAYS, PEOPLE! You feeling the love yet?

How about now? Feelin’ it?

Not yet?

There is, of course, no such thing as spring on the internet. And no such thing as love. Both spring and love have a smell, but the internet doesn’t smell like anything.

But guess what does.

That’s right: the T does.

There are all kinds of smells on the T, and with the thaw, and the sap running, soon, very soon, the brilliant bouquet of humanity will be in bloom again all over the Metro Boston area, from Alewife to Braintree! From Forest Hills to Oak Grove! Riverside to Lechmere! Bowdoin to Wonderland!

So get on out there add your stink to the mix!