So Spring sprung yesterday. And now, today, it’s snowing. What’s up with that? I don’t remember signing up for snow in spring. It’s a bit disconcerting. I decided to write a Jenny on the subject, which helped (I had a “good time”), and which I shall be reading at my writer’s group tonight, and maybe posting here sometime later, if the poet types there can improve it for me. I’m not really much of a poet. I’m ok with that, actually, since I hate most everybody else’s poems too, not just mine.