by Charlotte Slivka, Editor in Chief

Dear LIT community,

Spring has sprung and it is as if the trees were in a race to sprout their leaves. After the first pinks of Magnolia and Cherry trees, then the yellows of Forsythia, followed by that brazen and bold purple of the Eastern Redbuds, the new green leaves seem to have shocked their way to the surface just within the last few days. It’s dizzying and disorienting to think of barren winter as a back door slam, but here we are in our bare feet on cold earth and new grass.