This morning there was snow in the air, and much like the snow on Tuesday, hovered in the air, but melted on the ground.
Even though some of the cherry blossoms have begun to bloom while tulips and daffodils sprout, many of the buds are only now opening on trees, while the air itself remains cool. Winter does not want to let go of the past, but I am grateful for the drawn out farewell to the cold. It will be blazing hot before I know it and I want to remember wearing my boots in April for the last time this year.
Here is to hoping that the pollen does not burst forth all at once.
