April wind
On my bike this morning on the way to the garden, wind whipping, sun playing hide and go seek behind the clouds, I thought of the third stanza of Robert Frost's "Two Tramps in Mud Time" ...
The sun was warm but the wind was chill.This weekend's supposed to get up to eighty, so we'll actually skip May altogether, and head right into June, at least until April returns with a vengeance next week.
You know how it is with an April day
When the sun is out and the wind is still,
You're one month on in the middle of May.
But if you so much as dare to speak,
A cloud comes over the sunlit arch,
A wind comes off a frozen peak,
And you're two months back in the middle of March.
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