In Alaska, real spring doesn't exist before April. Sometimes it lasts until May.
It snowed. We received about three, maybe four, inches and everyone is moaning and groaning. I laugh a bit, because coming from Alaska, this seems pretty normal.
Spring in Alaska was never a specific day; rather, I could always tell spring was coming by the warmth of the sun on my face. It was always an optimistic sign - one that suggested long summer days ahead, plenty of time at the Church Park, and gatherings with friends.
I'm not sure what the sign of spring is here. Typically, everything has been melting in the afternoons and freezing at night. Like Alaska, right?
But here, when you sit indoors in the sun, it's not just warm. It's hot.
Is spring supposed to be hot?
Blessed be.
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