By the time I finished typing the bulletin,
answering a few e-mails,
and returning three phone calls,
the day went from bright blue and bitter cold
to blowing snow and grey half-light.
Urgh. Isn't the start of spring supposed to be soon?*
Easter is approaching. At this rate, crocuses and jonquils will freeze before they actually stick their bright little faces up.
Not my flowers. I live in a deep freeze, 'member?
*Yes, I KNOW Nova Scotia has had an incredibly mild winter. That doesn't mean I can't be crotchety and complain that it's snowing NOW.