Earlier this week, I was greeted in the morning with a snow covered lawn. Granted it wasn’t as much snow as we received on spring break, but nonetheless it is spring in Indiana, but you wouldn’t know it from the weather. As I drove to work, one of the local radio station played the song, “Schizophrindiana.” This song describes what weather is like for us Hoosiers during the “spring.”
Since Mother Nature enjoys surprising us with snow during spring in Indiana, I thought I would share this short, but vivid poem, “Snowflakes” by Howard Nemerov.
Bonus: I also included the Schizophrindiana song too…you know you wanted to hear it.
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