SPRING IS WHEN YOU FEEL LIKE WHISTLING EVEN WITH A SHOE FULL OF SLUSH*
Martin told me I looked like a toddler today. It was because I was kicking snow and hollering “take that!” at it. It’s melting, but there’s so much of it, it’s taking forever. And it’s melting from underneath in places so that it’s hanging in lacy little ledges, tempting little wedges of rotten, diamond-bright, icy snow. If you kick it just right, with a roundhouse sort of swing to your leg, it sprays up and out in a glittering arc. Ha ha! Take that, snow! Your time is UP! He did clarify that I would look more like a toddler...