Opposites Attract?

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So, now that we're all on the same page, tell me: why is there snow, sleet, and ice outside my window? I've been very, very thankful for warmer weather, water not ice on the roads, migrating geese overhead, the promise of blackbirds returning before the end of the month, and the days the sun has shined this week. I've believed, based on my former life in Virginia and on blog reports from my southerly neighbors, that spring is imminent. I didn't even think about the weather reports yesterday, because I was so happy that it was going to be bright, warm, and sunny.

Nonetheless, I awoke to the tap, tap, tap of little icicles on the window panes, nearly fell on the ice as I was going to get the paper, and thought I'd lost my glasses the first time I looked through the ice coated window into a very blurry back yard. Half an hour ago, I was watching and listening to the second round of ice taps on the windows. Right now, it's snowing: big, wet, messy snowflakes are plopping on the ground and deck, on top of the ice, just to make walking and driving that much more fun.

Someone may have a secret, but not me.