"What with all this snow and one thing and another,
not to mention icicles and such-like,
it isn't so Hot in my field about three o'clock in the morning."
It's the first day of spring and we get snow? Lovely.
Oh, well. I take comfort in the fact that it's a wet snow--not sticking much, so hopefully it will melt soon--and that my lilac bushes have some teeny-tiny buds, finally. The big bush behind the car, and the two along the sidewalk-- the ones that just look like dead sticks? They're lilacs. I promise. I am greatly looking forward to their lovely blossoms and fragrance in a few weeks.
I'm tired of winter.
In spite of the weatherman, I'm going to believe the calendar.
It's spring!! I'm taking it on faith.