And Ernest Hemingway took a back seat to nobody when it came to springtime ennui.
“When the cold rains kept on and killed the spring,” wrote Hemingway, “it was as though a young person had died for no reason.
“In those days, though, the spring always came finally but it was frightening that it had nearly failed.”
Fortunately, not all literary types have been so down on spring as Hemingway and the creators of “Charlotte’s Web” or “Mr. Magoo.” A.A. Milne, whose “Winnie-the-Pooh” has delighted children and their parents since the mid-1920s, gave us comfort.
“She turned to the sunlight
“And shook her yellow head,
“And whispered to her neighbor:
“Winter is dead.”
Our hope springs, if not eternal, then at least for the next three months, that spring will finally conquer winter, after all.