They say there's barely four seasons in the North Country:
Winter, Mud, Summer, and Almost Winter.
Winter, Mud, Summer, and Almost Winter.
It already feels like summer; the late thaw caused a lot of long-lasting mud, but the land is finally dried out. Spring flowers have already bloomed, and now summer blossoms are opening up. Buttercups, daisies, goldenrod, chicory---they are in it for the long, hot haul, though they have been appreciating the rain. Everything is pointing to a hot, wet summer.
Well, we shall see!
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