Thundersnow

It's spring in Wyoming. And we know it is because Thursday we saw the phenomenon of "thunder snow." You got it. Thunder/lightening and a snowstorm all in the same instant. I remember old timers talking about winter and spring storms -- forever. I understand the theory of "too cold to snow" and rings around the moon and potato planting on Good Friday. Thundersnow, however, just takes my breath away. Wow.

Our office discussion this week circled around the arrival of spring flowers. My sister sent me a spectacular bouquet of iris and yellow tulips. It arrived in a cardboard box, delivered by FedEx. Why did these flowers even survive? Yet they have provided us spring colors as they have opened up and shared their beauty. Next came the daffodil delivery from the Cancer Society fund raiser. This morning I watched the Cherry blossom festival on a tv news program. The trees in Washington DC are in vibrant bloom.

But there are no spring flowers peaking up in my yard. In fact my flower beds are still covered in snow. I planted additional tulips, crocus and jonquils last fall, and I am anxious to see if they have survived. I need to know that they will harken spring for me for years to come. But it has not happened yet.

Obviously March 21 means nothing in Wyoming -- unless we use the date as one of HOPE. Hope does spring eternal -- or is it spring is hope -- or hope is eternal. Anyway, the thundersnow remains our strongest indication of spring on this last day of March. April showers will surely come -- as will my garden flowers.

Happy spring watching to you -- Patty