Sunday morning

We're still waiting for spring.  It was warm on Saturday, but little skaters were still stumbling around on the ice at the Pentagon City ice rink.  We've tried to push through the gray that enveloped us again this morning.  I escaped to Savannah a couple of weekends ago.  We threw a "Food Truck" party - twice to gather friends to celebrate the end of winter. There was sun, but not enough to make buds pop out on our flowering trees.  I cleared out old winter clothes and hauled them off to Good Will.  None of this has worked.  It's going to snow again tonight.  It's hopeless.  This year spring is a tease.  I imagine that one day in late April it will be summer -- completely skipping spring.