Inexplicably Seasonal

[rejectomorph]

There's a bit of frost here and there this morning, but still no proper snow. All night, there have been flurries dissolved by drizzles and mists, then hours of fog, and a few bits of popcorn snow. There does remain some possibility of real snow today, as it has often happened here in the past that rain turns to snow after dawn. It certainly feels colder now than it did last night. I won't hold my breath, though. Not that I could hold my breath while I'm asleep, which I intend to be as soon as possible, as breathing is pretty much an automatic thing with me. I suspect that this is only because I'm not dead yet. But, anyway, if I wake to a white landscape this afternoon, I'll be moderately surprised. Even if we do get snow, I suspect it won't last long. Sunny by Sunday, the forecast says. Well, at least we've had a ghostly glimpse of winter.

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[rejectomorph]

As much as I enjoy spring, I can't help but feel that it will be less appealing without the appetizer of at least a few days of real winter.