It’s spring. Oh, not on the calendar quite yet, but I know it’s spring because I have bug bites. I raked my Niki Turnerflower beds last weekend and came inside with a dozen or so tiny yet interminably itchy bug bites. Trust me, when the first mosquito hatches this year, it will find me. I once got bitten inside a grocery store. If there’s a biting insect in the vicinity, it will find me.…