I waited for this

Waited nearly 6 months before our Canadian winter - mild though it is in coastal BC - was suitable for an open sports car. After all, there's not much point in powering the top down if it's raining as it often is during those long winter days. If you did, you'd get wet, although, perhaps surprisingly, only when you slowed right down or stopped, because the natural wind tunnel caused by the passage of the car mostly keeps the water out. But you gotta stop every now & again, so thus, our lovely 350Z stayed in the garage. Until now!
Suddenly our weather turned lovely & warm. It was time!
Down to our local ICBC office we went to renew the insurance & tax sticker, where we were processed by a pretty young woman with very bright green fingernails some 30 mm in length.
And then out on the open road again, & what a delight it was to be able to change gears myself, to judge the moment to stretch out my left leg to depress the clutch pedal, letting up on the throttle at the same time, & then snicking the leather-covered aluminium lever into the selected slot. And then pleasurably being aware of the powerful growl of the "naturally aspirated" - meaning non-turbo - six cylinder engine - one that is rapidly becoming a classic in these days of whiny fours supplemented by a hot & noisy turbocharger.

And although this particular photo was taken last autumn, when the first tinges of nostalgia were prompted by a rapidly weakening sun, our last week was both brighter & warmer than you see here.
We drove down the coast a bit, along windy lanes that were ablaze with flowering trees - dogwood, cherry & apple were everywhere & the ash & maples were already showing leaves in pale green. It was very pretty. We took a ferry over to Salt Spring Island & on our return, down to Duncan to see the lovely Flowering Cherry-lined roads all over town. Sitting in the park by the sadly abandoned E & S Railway line we could smell spring in the air, & see people in shorts & summer dresses, in anticipation of the longer summer days ahead.

The air was warm enough that we could sit on the upper deck of the ferry for the 20 minute ride across to the other island.

Soon To Be Topless...

...Because it's Spring. Not that you'd really notice, if you went outside, but as of this writing we've had a full month of spring. Which is a controversial thing to say. Seems like there is an OFFICIAL start of spring & a METEOROLOGICAL one as well. How an Official one can differ from a Meteorological one is beyond me - after all, what are the seasons but weather changes? Who looks at & reports the weather but the Meteorological/Weather Bureau? But still, in Canada, it seems that Officially (& illogically) spring starts at the Equinox, instead of the obvious change of seasons.
I say obvious because it's clear to anyone who pokes his head outdoors from time to time that winter is well & truly over by the end of February. The snow is mostly gone, crocuses are above ground & the grass is greening. Indicating a change of seasons - called spring. By the 21st of March, spring is already rampant - daffodils are out & the flowering trees are beautifying streets in temperate climes like coastal BC.

  This was taken in the last week of March in Beacon Hill Park, Victoria.

Doesn't this look like Spring, to you? It certainly does to me!  And yet, officially, it was still Winter!
Ridiculous, say I. And in most countries I would be in accord. It's apparently mostly a North American thing again. At least we can't blame Trump for that!

But this burgeoning season means Sports Car Weather. Yippee! I can get the Z car out, power down the electric roof, bring over the few items that I transfer from car to car & then we're off. Where to, I don't know at present, but we'll wander up & down the Island, stopping at places that randomly take our fancy, toying with the idea of the expense of venturing across to the mainland. We'll see.