Summer ... er, I mean spring ... has officially sprung in L-Town. And I'm not the only one who's incredibly happy it's here, even if these consistently sunny upper 70s and low 80s can't be here for good. There has to be some freak ice storm or late freeze waiting in the wings. But Butter prefers not to dwell on what-ifs. He's an of-the-moment kind of fellow. It's one of the things I admire about him.

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