The thermometer hit 70 degrees.
I threw open the windows.
I rejoiced to hear the spring peepers.
I went without a coat.
The equinox arrived...
And left quickly.
The mercury plummeted.
I cranked the heat back up.
I'm pretty sure the frogs froze to death.
I reached for my scarf and mittens.
I really was overjoyed when Spring began to hit at it's arrival but it was a mere tease 2 weeks ago. Winter reared its ugly head again. March came in like a lion and was determined to go roaring out the same way. As I write this post it's snowing with predictions of 5-10 inches. I am less than thrilled. Yes, this all sounds more like a lament than a count. I'm going to count that it's April...in the northern hemisphere. That has to mean something, right? Spring has to return soon, doesn't it? It's April...it's going to be warm soon...