Yesterday — after I published Day 819: White Thoughts — I walked out into some white I’d thought was gone from Boston.
Snowfall.
I tried to capture some of that white proof that spring ain’t here (even though it’s almost April), with my iPhone:
Snowflakes are there, ain’t they? Can you see them?
At least those snowflakes ain’t sticking.
Here are some things I saw sticking (or ain’t) yesterday, at work:
Somebody is saying “Spring Ain’t Here,” on that sign.
Spring ain’t here and I ain’t thrilled about that.
How many springs will be here for me, in my life? I ain’t sure, but who is?
And I ain’t lying that I heard this tune while walking through those falling flakes of white snow, yesterday.
Spring ain’t here but spring is there, in that YouTube video of the Pat Metheny Group’s “Spring Ain’t Here.”
Cool, ain’t it?
Comments ain’t here, unless you leave one.
I ain’t forgetting to thank all those who helped me create this post today or you, who are here.
Winter in America is cold. ( especially when the coca cola truck comes around.)
Gerard! I ain’t kidding when I say I loved this comment and this amazing song. Many thanks.
The pipes from my steam heat are banging in the background as I write this- certainly not spring here yet either. Feeling stuck quite appropriate!!
It ain’t spring where you are, too, and now I ain’t alone! Thank you for the warmth of your comment.
It’s Universe’s way of letting us move on slowly & gently. That, or maybe only lions showed up at the audition this year.
Rob is here and so are perspective, empathy, and humor.
A crazy year.
Antarctica has been recording record highs and record ice melts.
Spring came early here, with the blooming season pushed up by three weeks or so, I am loving it because it feels so good but I realize summer could be a killer. Our mild winter with rains means grasses are growing faster and stronger, which means our wildfire season will burn hotter,
All this said, I hope your spring comes soon!
All this was well said, Emilie. Hope is here.
It was 75 here… No snow.. The City keeps saying come back come back..
I want to! I want to! I ain’t ready, yet, but some day soon.
Oh man! More snow?? Egads Ann, here’s hoping for spring to come now…immediately! <3
Diana xo
Snow ain’t getting the memo from spring, Diana. Yet. Thanks for your hope and your heart. <3
Lovely piece, and I love Pat, great guitarist.
Thank you for this comment. I love that you stopped by.
Spring may not yet have arrived in Boston, judging (in a non-judgmental way) from the footwear, but I’m amazed at how much of it has disappeared. The photos of pathways dug to the storefront stick in my mind.
I don’t think that we had any snow here this winter. Yet somehow, I will remember this as the snowiest winter on record, thanks to your blog. 🙂
I ain’t able to put into words why I loved this comment so very much.
Thanks for the wonderful music, Maureen. I’m feeling the sunshine now.
I could see the snowflakes. it is strange that they are still romantic even when yoiu have seen far too many of them.
They ain’t romantic to me at this point, Hilary, but I am glad they are to you. Thanks for letting me know you could see them!
Ain’t we got so much fun!
https://youtu.be/W9eo5tn0jmo
That song was made famous by Doris Day. I was amazed at this modern Glenn Miller band!
Ain’t we got so much fun when Maria visits and posts a video!
no thoughts here, just an echo…
Here’s my thought: Ain’t I glad that you dropped by today!
I hope winter just lets go of her grips over your place. She did blow her kisses by just getting temperature down into 20th. last weekend.
Reports are that this weekend, winter ain’t going to be around here. I’ll let you know!
Spring ain’t here in Ottawa, Canada either! ‘m still wearing my winter coat and I feel exhausted! As I tell everyone, I’ll believe spring is here when I feel it.
I ain’t disagreeing with you, Shery. I feel happy that you’re here.
This guy in Syracuse really hated it this winter, Ann.
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Ain’t we out of our minds, Mark, to live in places where there’s so much friggin’ snow, every winter? I’m having stress flashbacks, now, seeing all the snow in this video (and hearing the familiar sound of my GPS, Waze). I ain’t going to live in the snowy Northeast USA forever. No, I ain’t!
It’s crazy stuff, Ann. I looked today and saw that we had 119 inches of snow this season. Tomorrow morning my post will have pictures from a walk I took today with Ellie B past big piles of it still. Gack. Friggin’ snow, indeed. San Fran is calling you, my friend.
What you wrote on the whiteboard has helped me a lot today Ann. Thank you. And that ain’t no joke.
I’m so glad, Maria!
It ain’t spring without a little snow, Ann.
I ain’t familiar with that spring rule, Jeff. Thanks for explaining.
Let’s just say, back in ’85 or whenever it was, when Prince came out with a song entitled “Sometimes It Snows In April,” I was like, “Just sometimes? Whaaa?”
Jeff, I think your response to Prince’s song is more proof that I need to move somewhere else besides where you were living in 1985.