The winter that was not, and the spring that is:
March was the driest month in 140 years of record keeping — as in, the first March ever with no measurable precipitation. We try really, really hard not to use the air conditioning; the rule is, the guinea pig has to look hot (usually around 82°) before the AC goes on. This year, I just know it is going to be a nasty summer: the air conditioning guys came last week and serviced our unit. Sigh.