When I’m downtown at the Awesome Russian Lawyer's office, I park in an underground garage run by Africans. Usually I come up out of the ground, dart across Nicolette Mall, and then go up to the 38th floor offices and their amazing view of the Mississippi. Every time I’ve been there, the skies have been spitting rain or sleet or snow — weather that makes you scurry between buildings. On Thursday, though, I burst out the door straight into sunlight and accordion music, unexpectedly finding myself right in the middle of the first warm downtown Farmer's Market day. There were flowers and herbs everywhere, and it was evident that these tulips wished to come home with me.