This morning I woke to a dusting of snow on every surface outside: large tree branches, little twigs, roof tops, vehicles, and any other somewhat horizontal surface. And it is a good reminder that March is still winter on the North Shore. It may have been up into the 50s recently, but March and April are solidly winter months around here. So, even if mud season (aka spring) made a brief visit and may make another visit, the snow tires on my car will stay on until late April or even May.
And if I’m honest with myself, I wouldn’t have it any other way. Would it be nice to get our plants in the ground before Memorial Day? Sure, but that would mean that we might take our short summers a little more for granted if they were longer. Our seasons have and will shift with climate change and other changes, but I hope that we continue to be a place of four distinct seasons with all the beauty, challenges, and adventures they bring.