Snow in April

Need I say more? Short sleeves a few days ago, and now long johns. No wonder today was weird as hell at the office. Computers fighting back, resisting my benevolent upgrades, refusing RAM and CD's, spitting out software. As I wrestled with an indigent iMac, I couldn't help but long for uninterupted solitude to write new scripts, like the way the city gets after a fresh snowfall - quiet, padded with flakes and reflection, even in April.