Spring is tiptoeing into Virginia.
After several snowstorms, the ivory turf is beginning to show its natural green. Optimistic birds (nevermind that groundhog dude) are chirping. Mount Chipotle may or may not have shrunk a few inches.
Winter has surrendered! We're free to embrace the next season! Spring break, Foxfields, Virginia baseball, Orioles Opening Day – here we come!
Then I fly to New York City for a day-long conference.
And the city promptly gets deluged with a record 11.5 inches of snow in one day.
This is the view out the stairwell window of the conference I was attending. The university was technically closed, but hundreds of MBAs still made it to panels, sessions, and a cocktail reception.
Still, I admit, it makes for a pretty-as-a-postcard view.
Mr. J. Frost, can we call it quits now?