April showers bring May flowers. Isn't that how the saying goes?
There are showers here. Just not rain. It's snowing. Again. Did I mention it's the middle of April?
The winds have picked up here in these parts. Twigs and branches have littered our yard. Hubby is out snow blowing the driveway.
It's cold. It's blustery.
Like a small child with hands on her hips, a scowl on her face and a stomp of a foot, I demand, "Stop snowing. Enough already. I want spring. Right now."