Cliches ring true, because they are most often true. It’s considered cheap to use one. No thought invested, nothing conveyed beyond the obvious. Cliches have spring as a time of bright beginnings, summer the time of sultry heat, autumn the time of somber endings, and winter the time of gloom.
This spring has belied itself and the cliche. The warm weather began, then fell to freezing rain, followed by a quarter-foot or so of snow. Ice, gray, cold. Someone forgot to remind or rewind the calendar. No longer would I be stating the obvious to note a bright spring day.
A doubling back on the reader, undercutting presumptions.
Still, I’d knock it out if I were editing. Takes more than one season to erase long learning, more than one exception to unprove the rule.
And I really really hope it is an outlier. Winter lasts long enough as it is. Or was.
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