
I thought spring had arrived.
But on the day after the official start of spring, it is snowing
A lot.
All of the snow that had melted over the last few days is now back.

Pristine. White. Cold.
The warmer temperatures had been a tease.
Nothing more.
It happens every year.
And every year I get duped.
Over and over again.
Spring? Nah! It’s still winter here.

Cross posted to The Two Writing Teachers March Slice of Life Story Challenge.
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