A new wintery mix system pushed into the are a couple of weeks ago. Never did I ever think that we would get 3 inches of bitter snow in April. I sat out my porch, gloomily looking out sliding glass doors into the white abyss. Large flakes of snow danced in the wind and landed on everything in sight. The flowers had just bloomed, and the Sun was shining brightly, how could it turn so bad. I remember now that every spring has a cold spell, much like the lives we go through regrowth, then slip back into normalcy.  Then, just how quickly those times pass through, we reblossom into freshness. New life surrounds us everywhere and brings new opportunities.