It’s officially spring, so we shouldn’t be surprised to see the crocuses not only coming up, but blooming. But we are surprised. Because this is Vermont and it’s only the fourth week of March and we’re using to having 2-3 feet of snow still, at least.
Not this year. The only snow we have left is a couple little patches along the north side of the house. And “mud season” (Vermont’s fifth season) seems to have passed us by already, too. The trails are walkable. The driveway isn’t a mess. The dog and cat are napping in front of the fire together. This is weird.
Mind you, I’m not complaining because, really, I love spring and loathe winter — and we’ve got some fence posts that need pounding in before the third week of April so we’d like the ground to thaw quickly. But even I don’t love spring enough to want this sort of climate change.
What’s next? Locusts and frogs?
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