Been about a month or so, a little less. It hasn't been the greatest month, at that. Nonetheless it is mid-March and you can feel the weather start to change:

Drive my dead thoughts over the universe
Like withered leaves to quicken a new birth!
And, by the incantation of this verse,

Scatter, as from an unextinguished hearth
Ashes and sparks, my words among mankind!
Be through my lips to unawakened Earth

The trumpet of a prophecy! O Wind,
If Winter comes, can Spring be far behind?

You tell 'em, Percy.