It’s not just the fact that the annual Philadelphia Flower Show is in full bloom. But that doesn’t hurt.

Brace yourself for a serious dose of spring fever. Yep, you might not need that coat for the ride home.

Sure, it’s chilly out right now, a fairly seasonal 32 degrees.

But that belies what’s in store for us the next couple of days. Break out the suntan lotion. Who needs Clearwater?

The TV folks – yes the same people who once again took a swing and a miss at the storm that was supposed to arrive here Friday night – now are telling us the 60s are in our future.

My best guess? It’ll maybe be mid-50s today, and we’ll have a brush with 60 tomorrow. That’s the good news. The bad news is that it’s also supposed to rain tomorrow.

Hey, I’ll take it. Anything is better than snow. And being force-fed the doomsday predictions that accompany even the remotest chance of snow.

We got nary a flake Friday night. I was amused to watch the 11 p.m. newscasts and listen to the “spin” put on the forecast after the non-stop droning all day of being “on the storm watch.”

One of these time they might get it right. I’m hoping it’s next winter.