Spring will come soon. I promise. Feeling a little lethargic lately?  In a funk?  I was until I decided to do something about it.  Exercise?  You might guess, but no, I’m far to lazy for that. I hopped in the minivan,  headed for the produce aisle of my local grocer, and began filling my cart with the color I was so desperately craving this time of year.  It seemed like I had thrown in about 50 pounds worth of spinach, broccoli, petite cooking carrots, strawberries, blueberries, blood oranges, red anjou pears, and last but not least, a pomegranate. The minute I got the groceries unloaded, I began washing, rinsing, chopping and pealing.  I was ready for a big salad, so I went out on a limb and tossed almost everything together.  My large white salad bowl sprung to life as I made a nest of deep green baby spinach leaves, tucked in a handful of petite cooking carrots, layered on slices of beautiful red strawberries, and sprinkled with blueberries, sunflower seeds, croutons, and a final …