It snowed yesterday here in Central New York....grrrr...
Just when you think it's over, Mother Nature hits you over the head and says "Not yet, my impatient one, did you forget where you live?" Reality returns. This spring has been too good to be true. This picture is not of snow, these are my beloved cherry blossoms blown off the tree. Happens every year - the tree reaches perfection and then WHAM!! Wind, rain, snow, hail...
I came across this Robert Frost poem last night that describes April perfectly -
"Two Tramps in Mudtime"
The sun was warm but the wind was chill.
You know how it is with an April day
When the sun is out and the wind is still,
You're one month on in the middle of May.
But if you so much as dare to speak,
A cloud comes over the sunlit arch,
A wind comes off a frozen peak,
And you're two months back in the middle of March.
