The signs of the beast

I mean is it really too much to ask, at this late stage of April, for there not to be snow on the ground when I wake up?
 
It is the herald of a shite day; a day when everyone has a deadline to meet, and going outdoors means facing up to the misery of winter.
 
In Europe, people are coping with lockdown by sitting in their gardens and having picnics. Here, we have to put on winter clothes and thaw out the huskies.
 
I am gradually losing the will to live. :)