Which novels, poetry, prose etc remind you of spring? Which authors remind you of this season?
Right now I am reading Dickens' Pickwick Papers, which I thought would be spring-y, and although right now I am in a winter segment, I find it to be suitable to the reason. It's very open to the world and interested in whimsy and adventure, which I think the "newness" of spring tends to symbolize.
I finished Colorless Tsukuru Tazaki on a nice day outside in the spring of 2022 and it made a real impact on me. Don't make fun of me.