And Fly Away

It’s snowing now. It snowed this morning. It’s going to snow tomorrow.

It’s April 21 — my father’s birthday and the Queen’s birthday — and Easter is over already. You might think it would be spring.

And it’s snowing.ย 

Perhaps the snowbird name is misleading. Perhaps we haven’t been clear. If so, let me set the record straight now. We go away in the winter to avoid the snow. And the ice. And the cold. We came back early this year only because our government implored/ordered us to, not because we’d had a change of heart about the weather.

April is the cruelest month. How cruel is it? I am reduced to taking pictures of the snow. Of the ice.

It’s snowing now. It snowed this morning. It’s going to snow tomorrow.

2-photo collage of storm leftovers

 

10 Comments

    1. Isabel Gibson

      Judith – Indeed, spring *is* better than winter. Our tulips came up and stopped: concerned, I expect, by the temps they were experiencing. But eventually it will warm up and they’ll flower and go to seed in a heartbeat.

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