April is the cruelest month, breeding
Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing
Memory and desire, stirring
Dull roots with spring rain.
T.S. Elliot, The Wasteland
A few days ago I took this picture from my deck of a mourning dove perched in my Norway maple tree, which was in bloom (and I had the allergies to prove it).
Yesterday morning, snow.
Today, frost. Well, more of a hard freeze actually: Metro Detroit Forecast: Freeze Warning in effect this morning. Not just in the Metro area but across most of the state, hitting the fruit belts where the freeze will be devastating to cherry, peach and apple farmers whose trees are all in bloom.
Nor is it just Michigan, half the nation is in freeze mode (h/t Upcountry):
And this, as our government moves to kill fossil fuel production in this country to save the planet from global warming.
A note to our Overlords: you are not in charge; you didn’t cause this crop-killing deep freeze and you can do nothing to stop it.
You didn’t do this on your own, Somebody else did that for you.
I leave you with this song which I stumbled across last year and forgot to post during April; I don’t want that to happen again so here you are.
April in Detroit
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