Weeks of snow now. No end in sight. This morning, large sideways clusters of flakes. Like plastic models of hemoglobin molecules. My coworker looked at me and said, "You know what they say, big snow, little snow." Meaning, if the flakes are big, the snow accumulation is small. The reverse has also proved true lately. I find myself loitering near the bucket of freshly cut Balsam Fir branches in the lab just to breathe them in. I'm drinking a toxic amount of tea. I'll be septic by March.
Here's to you, June. The month of warbler song and chlorophyll.