Guess they didn’t get the memo: http://www.freerepublic.com/focus/f-news/1988331/posts
When we were kids in New York, it was always a hard choice whether we wore our mukluks and big coats over our Easter finery, or whether we wore our new spring reefers and Mary Janes and froze....
Looks as if those days are coming back again.
P.S. I can always remember the crocus flowers bursting out of the ground at the first few days of non-freezing weather, and then being snowed on. They were always the flower of optimism and hope to me when I was a kid.