Isn't it amazing how it seems that just a week ago, there were only buds on the trees and other foliage? And a week before that, there were virtually no signs of spring? But suddenly, Pittsburgh is rich with green. Trees, bushes, lawns. A rich, emerald green. That's what it looks like in Seattle. It's one of the few places I've been. And Pittsburgh's ubiquitous rain and gray skies is just like Seattle. I hate Seattle. The upside? No stink bugs.