Positively balmy

First day of spring, first day you could wear lighter clothes, but by late afternoon, chills were returning. Actually kind of pleasant sweating and pushing the lawnmower around; that shows desperation for something nicer. People off on hikes and climbs, but we soldiered on in the neighborhood.
Onward into Tennessee's crazy land; one short story was titled "The Night of the Iguana", but it wasn't much like the eponymous play. It was weirder and grittier. Starting to get a more specific idea about Williams's personal vices.