She told a tale of winter, of snow dragons rearing their heads and gnashing their teeth. She said how warm the one-degree-below-freezing temperatures seemed and of the no-big-deal report of the weathermen during their snow forecast. She told of 100 inches accumulated so far this winter.
And my mind turned to the shade I ran in yesterday to keep from getting hot. And to the Bluebonnets springing up from last year’s seeds. And of the Agarita’s yellow blossoms that have poking out for a week or so. And of the Possumhaw and Texas Persimmon pushing out spring-green leaves, the Persimmon notably more cautiously than the Persimmon.
It will be in the high seventies today: warm enough to close the windows in the early afternoon to keep the house from getting hot.
I hear the snow’s still falling up there.