… I walk past our courtyard every day at school, and I took the time to measure an unshoveled, layered snowpack that was 42.5 inches tall. I have seen cold winters in Chicago and snowy winters, but even my memories of 1979 pale in comparison to the relentless combination of cold and snow this year.
But … today, the word came down from on high that winter is banished … it is through. Its hold must now only diminish to the rains and returning warmth that the horizon holds. The announcement came down for Persephone to pack her bags and ready for a quick departure from Hades. Today, from Glendale, Arizona, the words we have waited for echoed through the canyons. off of the might granite peaks, and across the snow swept plains:
Pitchers and catchers, report!
Winter, thy days are truly numbered!