Four days into Spring, a snowstorm dumped nine inches of the sodden
fluffy stuff on our area. For the most part, women who have just about given
up hope of ever being able to wear their pretty floral prints, pastel ballet
flats, and petal pink lipcolor just hunkered down to tolerate another
of Mother Nature's little jokes. In black parkas, ugly Uggs,
and barren stares we all just wait for our buses
and trudge through the slush ... one more day.
One more day until we can wear flowers.