Spring Snow

It's snowing outside right now, and it has been for the last thirteen hours or so.  We're having a nice spring snow and believe me, not everyone's happy about it.  This time of year people are anxious for warmer temperatures to show up and stay, not just come for a few days, tease us with their warmth, and then give way to more snow.

Personally, though, I really enjoy spring snows.  They remind me that no matter how we think the world or our lives are proceeding, there's still plenty of room for drastic change.  And that change isn't necessarily a negative thing--it's just different.  It may be something that we simply have to deal with for a short time, like a spring snow, or it may be a permanent change.  Either way, though, it happens, and once it does it's up to us to make the best of it, or at least to incorporate it into our lives as it is, for what it is.

This spring snow is the type with the big heavy flakes that cover everything, and we have a couple of inches of it already.  But because it's a spring snow and the days have been warmer, the streets and sidewalks aren't covered at all.  They've been heating up over the last few weeks, and even in the middle of the night they were still too warm for the snow to stick on them.  And it's not accompanied by a deep freeze, so the plants and trees that have bloomed aren't going to be dying.  And we all know that warmer days are right behind the snow, so it's not going to be covering everything for weeks, as would have been the case with a January snow.

There are those who say "It's April, and we shouldn't have any more snow."  There are others who say, "So what if it's April?  Nature's going to do her thing, and we have to deal with it."  Still others proclaim, "This is an amazing act of beauty that makes our world incredibly beautiful for a short time, so let's enjoy it while it's here."  The people in the last two groups aren't going to let the weather bring them down, and their days won't be ruined by a simple act of nature.  The people in the final group, though, are experiencing something that brings them joy just the way it is.  That's the group that I hope to be in when all is said and done.  Life throws us curve balls sometimes, but many a curve ball has been slammed over the fence.  It depends on what kind of batters we are.