Tuesday, January 27, 2009

As the snow flies...

Round about this time of the year I start to forget what it's like to go outside without the usual winter accoutrements, especially a down-filled coat. Here's a little ditty ("June Bride") from Seven Brides for Seven Brothers that should give us all some hope:

In November, the snow starts to fly,
Piling up, ankle-high.

Come December, it's up to your knee,
Still a bride's a bride-to-be.

January, higher still,
To the parlor window sill.

February finds a drift
And the storm that seems never to lift.

March comes in like a lion, what else?
Still the snow never melts.

April showers will come, so they say.
But they don't, and it's May.

You're about to forget the whole thing,
All at once, one day, it's Spring.

Photo from here!

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