It's that time of year again, time to lose an hour of sleep as we set the clocks for Daylight Savings Time. Time to fool the body clock into thinking it's time to wake up an hour earlier. My brain will not be fooled by this clock adjustment.
Mother Nature is doing a number on us at the same time. It seems to happen every year. The cherry blossoms are out,
the daffodils are in full, glorious bloom,
the clematis is sending out shoots and climbing up its trellis,
even the Asian pear trees are setting buds,
while the TV weather folks keep talking about the possibility of more snow. Nature's idea of a joke, perhaps? Tantalizing us with promises of Spring and then dropping another dusting of Winter snow? I revel in this wild transitional weather, as long as there are a few days of sunshine thrown into the mix.