At least according to the calendar, spring has officially sprung. That, despite the fact that we in Greater Denver have been warned for several days that we’re getting slapped with more snow tomorrow.
Nevertheless, according to the the doggerel I loved as a child:
Spring has sprung
The grass is riz
I wonder where
The flowers is.
That, or some form of it, is often attributed to Ogden Nash or ee cummings, circa who knows. Some sources say it predates both of them. Whatever.
Meanwhile, I’ve just opened all the windows to the sunny 61° temperature outdoors, which will otherwise send my indoor temp into the high 70s by mid-afternoon. Colorado’s false springs and third winters can take a hike. I’m going to enjoy today for what it is.
Banner photo: Crocus in snow, usually the first hint around here that Spring is imminent.