One Spring thing I've been waiting months for is the bloom of my orchid, which I received for my birthday last year. It doesn't have a name because I'm not really into naming plants, but I love it like a like a child (I don't really know what loving a child is like). I got so much joy out of watching each flower open last year that I'm psyched it's starting to bloom again. I'm always amazed at watch a plant's life cycle, and seeing it bloom again is a sure sign that I haven't done anything to kill it. Welcome Spring!