Spring officially begins tomorrow at 11:02 am. In his novel Great Expectations, Charles Dickens said:
“It was one of those March days when the sun shines hot and the wind blows cold: when it is summer in the light, and winter in the shade.”
Charles, you are a wee bit off this morning.
I stepped out the door. The Earth is covered with a six inch blanket of wet snow. The Wind is gusting up to 20 mph. It is 28F. I shiver. And think…
- Where’s my Sun with a spring kiss of warmth?
- Where are my cherry blossoms?
- Where are my bubbling brooks?
- Where are my budding trees?