Vernal Equinox?

Goldie covered with snow for web
You’d think we’d be used to it by now. Snowstorms on the first day of spring, that is. Nothing unusual about that in the mountains of Vermont.

But this winter has been exceptional—exceptionally cold, exceptionally deep, exceptionally hard on the wood pile. And now that EVERYONE is tired of wearing boots and heavy jackets, exceptionally snowy.

This is the first time in more than two decades that the redwing blackbirds that live along the river in summer have not showed up to “Scree” in the trees on the first day of spring.

They must have been listening to the weather guys at the Fairbanks Museum who do the daily Eye on the Sky reports for Vermont Public Radio.

A week ago, the knobby parts of the hillsides were baring themselves to the sun. We were all doffing winter coats in favor of lighter fare. Our cars were warm when we opened the doors.

Then we got 18 inches (more in some places) of snow. And then we got six inches more. We have run out of places to put the stuff.

We really need to move on to complaining about the heat!