A miserable December, the earliest, nastiest winter kickoff I remember, gave way to the mildest February in memory. Now, spring is within a sniff.

Last week I got to see a train come through the station in Wilson, got to see Museum, got to see toilets fly, got to see silos being emptied to make room for winter wheat harvests, got to see Raleigh atwirl with umbrellas, got to see the charm of abandoned industry, and got to see everyday people strike the daily poses of their lives.

PAW 10 is here.