“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.
I’m dedicating this poem to my friends on Canada’s west coast, hoping their sense of humour is working well today.
And especially to Louise, in Niagara-On-The-Lake, who has a lovely garden, and her husband Neil, who loved his work at a winery in Niagara-on-the-Lake. Despite the uncertain weather of some growing seasons, the story of Canadian wineries (in both the east and the west) is remarkable, with many award-winning wines. Way to go, Canadian wines!