Transitional Shock

 Transitions of all types and sizes have been happening lately. My beloved winter snow has melted away and given way to gloomy, muddy, dead grass. The weather has changed more times than I can count lately; hot to cold, snow to rain, and the sudden squall of kite-worthy wind here and there. My poor dog Rusty has no clue what to do with his winter coat, so the house is blanketed in dog hair. As I am writing this, I pause to gase out my window at the waking horses in the pasture, and the snow gently falling. Again. Seriously, Spring! Make up your mind before I lose mine!!!

  Another transition that has happened recently is the quarter changing. It doesn't feel right to be so late in the school year, because at this time I am usually feverishly ticking away the days and weeks in my head. But in my mind I know that spring is here (kinda) and spring is quickly followed by summer. Unless summer decides to turn to winter again...