Some of May’s flowers were already in bud along Colorado’s Front Range when April unfurled the type of spring snowstorm that usually arrives in March.
The day before was short-sleeve weather, though the breeze hinted that winter was not quite through with us. To quote Robert Frost:
The sun was warm but the wind was chill.
You know how it is with an April day…
The dogs were stoked by the sudden snowfall, embracing what Shakespeare called “the uncertain glory of an April day.” The month and its nature were important descriptors for Shakespeare. In The Merry Wives of Windsor, a character’s virtues include “he smells April and May;” in As You Like It, it is observed that “men are April when they woo, December when they wed.”
April’s significance in literature predates Shakespeare. The oft-repeated “April showers bring May flowers” can be traced to the more poetic Thomas Tusser in the mid-1550s:
Sweet April showers
Do spring May flowers.
Not everyone is so enamored with this month of transition and renewal, however. T.S. Eliot in The Waste Land refers to April as “the cruellest month.” April also introduces George Orwell’s 1984: “It was a bright cold day in April and the clocks were striking thirteen.”
Alas, the dogs allow no further time for such contemplation. There is snow in which to frolic. And it may not return until next April.