cruel

Woke up today to temperatures in the teens with a wintry snow. Went outside with Eliza. She wanted to make a snowman, but it was too cold. We threw rocks in the creek instead. Snow at this time of the year is known as "poor man's fertilizer." It is amazing how things can green up after an April snow. Kind of nice to have the Jones family here this time of year. Andy remarked that he was able to see the terrain in the back for the first time because the leaves on the trees have not come out yet. Got to show Eliza the fire burning in the wood stove.

April is the cruelest month, breeding
Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing
Memory and desire, stirring
Dull roots with spring rain...
T.S. Eliot