Ready For Winter To End

“When will it stop?”  She asked her husband.

He looked up from the newspaper he was reading and gave her a fleeting look before glancing out the dinning room window.  He watched as big, fluffy flakes of white drifted down slowly covering the sidewalk and lawn.

“When did it start snowing?  There wasn’t anything in the forecast about snow, just a possibility of rain showers which we need.”

She looked at him in astonishment and pulled the paper out of his hands.

“This is from last August.  It’s April and they have been predicting snow for the last three days.”