Something wicked this way comes,
Marching in to Arctic drums;
Promised gift of spring succumbs
To ghosts of winter past.
Ice Queen reigns supreme for now,
Frigid frost on frigid brow;
Soon, she’ll have to take a bow,
For phantoms cannot last.
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Meanwhile, Melody Muses... 
Excellent!
Russ
Thanks, Russ!
Wonderfully done, Melody! This is a fun one to read aloud!
Cool! Thanks Debbie! Have you seen our Caddo friend around lately???
Oh, she looks wicked!
She’s just grouchy. Blizzards for Easter tend to make her a bit ‘cross’. 😉
She needs a hot cross bun, perhaps.
Definitely a haunting.
It’s looking good now though.
Hope this time winter doesn’t impose on spring.
We have a wicked snowstorm here today! *sigh* Ah, well. A few more mucky days with rubber boots, I guess.
Oh goodness. YUK!
Stay warm & hang in there.
I see the sun shining here now. So it’s movin’ on up. 🙂
My daughter is flying in late tonight from a school trip to Europe – I hope her plane can land! It’s a wild one out there!