More and more, each and every day, I see that the Hogs are out. It's just as much a part of the springtime ritual as the return of the songbirds or the green grass.

That distinctive Harley Davidson motorcycle rumble lets you know they're coming, long before you see them.

Sometimes onw will come by as a lone rider, all decked out in the classic Harley jacket and riding leathers; however, at other times a Harley Davidson motorcycle mini-squadron will rumble by, on their way to some outing or gathering.

I welcome the return of the Harley Davidson motorcycle, for when I see the Harleys, it's a sure sign that warmer weather and an abundance of green and growing things are well on their way.

The other day, on my way into the city, I saw a beautiful woman on her new Harley spotster with a couple of her friends on Harley soft tails. When I got to the city, there was an assorted group of Harleys parked beside the lake.

Yup. When the it's Harley Davidson motorcycle time, not only are the birds and bees out, the hogs are out as well.