Winter hung in there, like an invalid refusing to die. Day after grey day, the ice stayed hard; the world remained unfriendly and cold. (from Odd and the Frost Giants by Neil Gaiman)
Punxsutawney Phil is a lying son of a groundhog. The first official day of Spring was last week, and despite the vermin’s prediction of an early Spring, it snowed twice this week and it’s been cold. This morning when I took my dog Spur out for a walk, it was 30 degrees with windchill of 19. But the days are longer and the quality of light has changed, so it looks like Spring, and everyday I feel like it should be warmer than it is. Until I get outside and a cold wind slaps me in the face. But the good news is that there’s no more snow piles, no more ice anywhere, so it’s not as bad as it was. Still, I’ve never been so ready for winter to end. For those of you who are already enjoying sunshine, warmth, the color green and blooming things, don’t take it for granted! Take time to revel in the glorious renewal of the natural world. Soak up some sun (with sunscreen on, of course). And send some warm thoughts up North, will you?