Welcome, Spring (seventeen days in advance)!

Listen my children and you shall hear
Of what happened when March came here
Just yesterday, on the first..............

AND, that's where I stop, because I am not good at poetry that rhymes. I apologize, Mr. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, but I cannot extend your beautiful poem rhythm any farther. Effort was there at least.... right?

Today is a glorious day!
Today is the end!
The very end!

No, not Judgement Day end. I'm talking about the end of winter! Okay, the actual date for the start of spring is the 20th, but the second is close enough, right? The early bird catches the worm (this is sort of random, but whatever). Today is like the perfect mixture of weather, where hints of winter are still present and delights of spring are inching in. I still have to wear a winter coat, but that's good - it means that it's still cold enough for there to be no mosquitoes. And mosquitoes are my worst enemies. Above snails, which is ironic seeing that when I was in fourth grade I used to poke their antennae and put them in my hand and keep them in Trader Joe's coffee cans.

Ah, what growing up does to a person.

But I'm getting off track. Mosquitoes serve absolutely no purpose, except to feed bats. But seriously, bats can eat other bugs too. We don't really need mosquitoes, do we? Alas, their purpose on Earth shall never be completely revealed, nor will the purpose of the ant's existence.


Here's a conversation I had with Winter. (Only my dialogue is shown - the Seasons are very uncommunicative.)

Out, you Winter, you've overstayed your welcome and your family will be missing you. Oh, please, you can just leave your Romance and Beauty behind, I know how heavy they are. No, I insist, come back for them later, I'll hold on to them for now. Oh, poo-ie it's two weeks early. Spring has been sitting waiting outside that door for far too long. Oh, come on now, I'll take your joys and you can finally get back to Summer and Autumn, they're dying to see you. Well, Autumn is, at least; Summer fancies Spring a bit more. Oh, don't be so sensitive. It was just a joke. Alright, bye-bye! Ah, Spring, nice of you to join, thank for waiting so patiently. Would you like a piece of Winter's Romance and Beauty?


Now that I think about that talk, I should have mentioned to Winter to kill all the mosquitoes before she left so perfect Spring wouldn't be plagued with them
Darn, I always think of the important stuff later. :\

Well, hopefully the weather we've had the first and the second remains.

~Abby