Spring hasn’t sprung yet around here; in fact, we’re back to having minimums below freezing and to wind that “feels like snow”. The local vegetation don’t give a shit though, it is busily trying to grow up.
I’m in the northern Meseta now: not sure where that wind comes from but it does come a long way. This area is actually pretty hilly for Meseta values, but dang flat compared with the valleys I grew up in: there’s parts of the horizon which are horizontal!
Back home, Spring springing day is usually sometime in the first two weeks of April. You leave the house in the morning wrapped up to the size of the Michelin man, come back not remembering where the heck you left your coat, pullover, gloves, woolly scarf… and have Repeat Conversation v. 4.15 with the neighbors:
“oh my God, so hot! The public pools, when do they open?”
“JUNE? Oh my God we’re going to melt until then! Why do they open so late?”
“Dunnow but it’s June 15th every year.”
People who have a water deposit in their vegetable garden become very, very popular for those two months.
HAPPY SCARY FAE DAY!
(Are you one of the Bane Sidhe?)