Phenomenon

It is a mysterious malaise, one suffered by
many people around the globe, and appears
to be seasonal. It begins with a light-headed
feeling, and feverish trembling as though
anticipating some event with the power to
transform, accompanied by chills and
eccentric tics that seem inexplicable
when formerly stolid men and women
accustomed to living normal lives in
normal times and comporting themselves
in mature and intelligent ways suddenly
begin babbling incoherently about weather
and the conjunction of the seasons in an
entirely unreasonable manner bringing
somewhat oafish smiles to otherwise
stern faces and unbecoming giggles
emanating from the mouths of people
ordinarily restrained in temperament now
dashing hither and yon to 'nurseries' dedicated
not to the newborn but to the mercantile
trade in exotic plants and trees and shrubs
shovels and spades, pitchforks and seed,
fertilizers and garden ornaments. It is as
though the world has gone mad, and indeed
perhaps it has; overtaken by gardener's 
fever compelling them to feverishly
fill garden planters even in the rain.