In the 60s yesterday . . . in the 70s today, March 18, a few days before winter’s official end . . . this weather is agonizingly pleasurable. Classes today had an end-of-semester feel. Rampant absenteeism. languid students, distracted teacher, blue skies and warm sunshine just a few steps away. It was torture. Bring back March so we can make it through the next six weeks.