Winter really didn’t have much of an icy grip this year. It is not unheard of to see a hearty snow in the middle of March, but I think the danger of that is over. Spring appears to be here to stay, if the Cherry trees, Flowering Pear, and Daffodils are to be believed. Per the old days, this is the time of Ostara – a custom modern day subscribers call Easter. From my own ancestral brethren, only Sumarmál (summer time) followed winter. Presumably because the frigid climate of Scandinavia had little in the way of transition between Jól (mid-January) and some warmer, sunny weather in April. If things continue the way they have been for the last few years in the Southeastern United States, we may drop winter in favor of a spring – summer – fall cycle.