Much as I might wish my spring weather would match the coming spring equinox . . . I really know better. Spring is fickle everywhere. But it’s particularly mean-spirited here in the north.

This has been the view out my window all weekend. Snow. Just a little, not too much. The temperatures are hovering at just-cold-enough-to-snow but not-warm-enough-to accumulate much. Enough to be pretty, but not enough to muck things up too badly. It won’t last long. (Spring snow never does.) But, still. . .  I can gripe about it.

“Despite the forecast, live like it’s spring.”
     –Lilly Pulitzer

What’s the view out YOUR window?