Considering today’s forecast, calling out “mayday, mayday” seems about right! 6 inches of snow, really? Save us!
Maybe we’ll wake up to find that the snowstorm was just a crazy dream and that spring is still flourishing, uninterrupted.
As I trudged through the freshly fallen snow yesterday, I was heartened by signs of spring, like these fat little buds forming on my honeysuckle vine. Despite many hits on the snooze button, nature is awakening.
Post title is a reference to the phrase, “Hope springs eternal” from An Essay on Man by Alexander Pope.