April is the time of snowfall – sudden heavy but short–term snowfall followed by sudden melting. This time, winter has really turned up the heat...That is, the cold! The amount of precipitation that fell overnight forced the utilities to work hard.
But everyone coped with everything... and the weather, too, melting the remnants of the uncollected snow. But not immediately, for a couple of days the snowball lay still.
But the sensations were not spring at all, as if November had blown.
Actually, the whole winter is like this: November, April.
The swing is interesting and unusual, but I don't want to repeat it.
I love both April and November, but their alternating manifestations negatively affect my mental balance.
When it's April in January and February, it's nice...It's spring.
And when April tastes like November, it's like a flashback, as if it smelled of something from the past (not last year, though)...maybe even them.
November was emotional, but difficult.
And April is endless, because it was in January, February, and March...
But April itself, which is just April, was not bad. I kind of even started to wake up.
But there was still a hibernation of consciousness, despite the April of the whole winter.
Yes, even if the grass grows in winter, it will still hibernate, because it does not depend on the weather, but on the position of the planets and stars, such an annual cycle.
If it snows again, I do not know...I'll be mad. Tired of.
Give eternal May – the best time of the year!
