The biggest, fattest snowflakes (snow dollops?) of the season arrived yesterday, like cold water in the face of Spring.
I’m no poet, but these verses are meant to make you smile:
Category: Weather
Whither the Weather
“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,
And wind comes off a frozen peak,
And you’re two months back in the middle of March.”
– Robert Frost, Two Tramps in Mud Time, 1926
We had snow and freezing temperatures last night, and I thought of this poem. Thank you, Mr. Frost, for saying it so well.
