The Paradox of the Vernal Equinox

Of all the wonderful and spontaneous natural phenomena associated with the manifest capriciousness of the weather, snow is the most magnificent. Why I might be drawn to such grandiloquent musings, in a certain hazy light is questionable yet not entirely unpredictable. This is Canada after all. So having surpassed the commencement of spring by days too numerous to politely consider,one is left to ponder that most bizarre, and I mean quite obnoxiously unfathomable, appearance of snow, serious flurries still, in the middle of a late, and mostly indifferent spring. As an aside, against the snow, the last several passages too obscure to be sensible, leaves one wondering. Which allows me to return to the start of all of this mystery. Silly wonder, too few passages of sense. It's snowing again. It's April, practically late Spring - like a summer threatening. No it's snowing. It was snowing four months ago - it's snowing still. Still.