April Fool

8 to 10 inches of heavy wet snow and I have to go plow it. Looks like I'm the April Fool. Things were just starting to turn around into some kind of spring mudseason, complete with deep ruts and KT said she saw a black fly the other day. Black fly? In March? It must be the result of climate change or the nuclear reactor in Japan. Either way we're in for it, so everybody stock up on guns and gold and iodine and extra sun-tan lotion for good measure (for the extra UV rays due to the hole in the ozone layer). But now we've got a new layer of white stuff.

I like to think the weather reminds us of how little we actually control. We can create monstrous disasters with radiation and oil spills and what not, but the earth just continues on, always healing itself as its creator intended. At some point, that healing process may just put an end to us as the planet gets too hot or too cold or too much radiation or whatever. In the end, though, the earth certainly doesn't need us. Whatever one may believe about our origins, I am convinced we live here on this planet due to the bountiful grace of our Creator, and I will gladly accept whatever comes from the Creator's hand. Even if that means being the April Fool.