Terry Prone: When the sunny springtime arrives, everything feels possible — except for my cat chasing a mouse

“Spring cleaning” can become an urgent imperative, rather than a vague possibility, writes Terry Prone.

'Sure, why would anybody go to the Canaries when Ireland gets weather like this?'

That straight shining double white line in an otherwise blue, blue sky lends such magic to a spring day. 

You have to wonder if, on a perfect weekend like we’ve just had, pilots know the contrails they’re creating are so arresting, seen from below. Probably not. Pilots tend to be a bit busy after takeoff, which is when jet-trails seem to be most evident. It’s the people on the ground, sun on their backs, eyes shielded by a straight hand, who watch and wonder where they’re off to, those people in the tiny silver dot at the front of the clean line, as that vapour trail scarfs into something softer, less defined, more gossamer, floating in spring sunshine.