A bright joke

The brightness (almost blinding) of  the sun-on-snow this far into what had been a very warm early spring produced exhilarating effects this morning, until you considered the dead flowers and frozen tree buds.  But snow is a remarkably good insulator and so some of the flowers just pushing up through the ground will survive this meteorological bad joke.

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