Where Is Spring?
It's snowing today. The weatherman has joined Salman Rushdie in hiding. (I took this picture from my front door this morning. We've been in meltdown mode lately -- but the report last night said that we have up to eight more inches on the way!) Where is spring? That's what I want to know! Everybody around town has been asking the same question, too. Tomorrow's April, for heaven's sake. This time last year, we were sunbathing. This year, we're still wearing long johns. Last year, the crocuses bloomed. This year, we're shoveling the bloomin' sidewalks. . . again. Last year, we made fishing plans. This year, we're still ice fishing, and wondering what the plan will be if the thaw doesn't come before opener. Where are those robins, by the way? Once again I ask. . . where is spring? And here's the answer: Spring is here! Beneath the surface of the earth, she has already sprung! We just haven't seen much evidence of her yet. I guarantee you, th...