So today, right about now, is supposed to be the beginning of spring. Well, it's 9:36pm here in Farmington, it's 18 degrees outside, and the wind is blowing something fierce. (March definitely came in like a lion, but I'm waiting for that lamb as we near the "going out" part of the month.) It sure doesn't feel very spring-like.
There was another "snow dusting" last night. I got home at 10:15pm and it hadn't snowed yet, but when I got up this morning, everything was dusted. It looked like powdered sugar had been sprinkled on the cars.
But I did notice that the sunset felt a lot later than it has before. It was setting at 4:30 when I first arrived and now it seems like it's still light at 7pm. At least the Vernal Equinox isn't effected by global warming.
