Winter is on my head, but eternal spring is in my heart.-Victor Hugo
The weather is warming, the snow is melting, I can see the word “spring” on my calendar.
I am becoming cautiously optimistic– perhaps this winter will end, after all.
I saw on Twitter that “Round here there are 4 seasons. Winter, still winter, almost spring, construction.” My Facebook friends were quick to point out that before Construction comes Mud Season, and oh, won’t Cassidy be delighted when all this snow melts, our driveway becomes a sloppy swamp, and she can get really, really dirty.
