(Note: For Oklahoma, snow doesn't usually come at the end of February. But then again, the most predictable thing about the weather here is its unpredictability.)
Remembering the true Aslan as my yard takes on a very Narnia-ish look today.
Wrong will be right when Aslan comes in sight,
At the sound of his roar, sorrows will be no more,
When he bares his teeth, winter meets its death.
And when he shakes his mane, we shall have spring again.
~ The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe by C. S. Lewis
