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Normally by this time in March I am so depressed from a long, cold, snowy winter that I am overdosing on my vitamin D supplements and booking appointments at tanning salons for a little extra light. Not so this year. This winter has been the mildest winter ever. The temperatures hung around the 40's and 50's and there was no snow to speak of. This winter we rode bikes instead of building snow forts.
All the dreadful things about a long winter vanished. I only had to bundle all four kids up in snowpants, boots, mittens, gloves, and hats a few times instead of every time we went outside. I didn't have to go through the disgusting act of watching melting snow expose dozens of old, nasty dog poop piles. I didn't have to shovel or break out the snow blower (because we bought a new one this year). In short, we've been spoiled. I loved it.
Then came March. A few days into March the temperatures dipped. Last week we got our first real snowfall of the season with about six inches of packy snow dumped on us. The kids were thrilled. Me, not so much. But, I couldn't complain because it was still a pretty perfect winter and spring was almost here.
The last few days the temperatures have been up again and yesterday was a balmy 62 degrees. The last of the snow melted and we were well on our way to an early spring. When I was at the grocery store this week I just couldn't pass up a pretty bunch of tulips. Nothing says spring like tulips.
Then, this morning I woke up to snow on the grass. It immediately made me grumpy. Silly to be grumpy since it was just a dusting and will probably melt today anyway. Plus, starting tomorrow the temperatures climb back up and all next week we are supposed to be close to 60 again.
To top it all off I saw a robin today. A very lucky sign. Forget the snow, my mood was recovered. I spent the rest of my morning in front of my bird feeders watching sparrows, mourning doves, cardinals and finches in their winter colors, and chickadees vie for food.