Not bad for a walk to work on a fine spring morning.

On a recent spring day, it was easy to see why.

After all, it seemed like nothing could go wrong on such a beautiful spring day.

What could be all that wrong this early on a spring day?

My father came home from work on a spring Friday.

His head began to bob as if it were on springs.

What other danger could there be on a fine early spring morning?

You can't even rock them on their springs using both hands.

It went up and down his neck like a ball on a spring.

Back came the heads, as if they were on springs.