I grew up in the sandhills of NC and you can imagine my dismay when we moved to IL and it snowed in November and I didn't see the ground until April!
Any day you wake up on the sunny side of the grass is a good day.
"The moving hand writes and having writ moves on. Neither all thy piety nor all thy wit can lure it back to cancel half a line nor all thy tears wash out a word of it." The Rubiyat by Omar Khayyam