When it is too cold for the old car to start, so your husband takes the van to work,
When your neighbor’s driveway looks like a trench of snow,
When the man in your yard has been frozen for eight weeks, and the lady three as well, and there is no hope of them leaving for three more months,
Then you put some roses in your sunny kitchen nook,
Make snowman pancakes with chocolate chip faces,
Soak in the sunshine while you eat your lunch,
Remembering that it is not even Candlemas and still the Season After Epiphany,
And that Lent does not start until March!