However emotionally gloomy the weekend may have been, the weather would say otherwise. It was one of those times when sunny days seemed endless; day after day the air was comfortable warm, the sun shining bright and high in a crystal-clear aquamarine sky. It was gorgeous spring weather so warm a long-sleeved shirt seemed unbearable. If I still had my beloved convertible, it would have been top-down curly hair flowing in the breeze type weather for sure.
But I don't have my convertible anymore - good thing too, because Tuesday was burdonned with terrential downpours that would have flooded my leaky car for sure. And today... well, today I woke up to snow.
(Wendy Maeda/Globe Staff)
Welcome to April in New England.
So, arriving home early tonight, I was shocked to see not only daylight as I walked the path to my front door, but an odd sight of green plants and bursting buds coated with a fresh inch or two of sparkling white snow.
It's like winter mocks us here in the northeast.
Sometime soon I'm moving somewhere where it doesn't snow. Mark my words.
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