Spring may not have “officially” arrived.
I woke up just before sunrise, which arrived an hour later than it did the other day because of daylight savings time. Could that have been a reason why dawn today gave a hint or tease, depending on your point of view, of the season people are anticipating more than any other in recent memory.
More snow has fallen and ice has covered local waterways this year than in the past few; people seemed to get sicker and age more. Of course, weather and epidemiology aren’t the only reasons why this winter has seemed so brutal and endless. Pundits have chattered about our chances of “entering” “another” war; the truth is that this country hasn’t not been in one, declared or not, at least since World War II. Even if he hadn’t attacked Iran, the Fake Tan Fūhrer has been at war—with the people of this country.
Some have fought against him and paid dearly. Others are looking for refuge. Either way, they want this winter of discontent to end.
