Grass greening, daffies dilling, tu lips smacking, crocuses croaking, birds nesting, forsythia frolicking in golden glory… spring is two months early!
Along come sour-dour faces on heads that imitate a slow pendulum back and forth: “It doesn’t bode well. Spring is premature. You wait and see. There’ll be a killing frost. We could still have blizzards. It’s all gonna die.”
Huh. Maybe so, maybe not.
As for me, I’ve got a Book in my hand; here’s what it says (emphasis mine):
“This is the day that the Lord has made; let us rejoice and be glad in it” (Psalm 118:24 ESV).