SPRING IS...not

It's snowing. UPDATE: The ground is, again, pristine and white and beautiful. It covers the piles of mud and trampled grass left by the construction people. Fat flakes swirl and float around the lamppost - Narnia is just through my mud-splattered window. Tomorrow it will be brown and muddy and gross. As i slosh my way through the now icy puddles, i will curse it. But for now, it is beautiful. And i thank God i still haven't put away my winter boots.