Bridey's Spring, n. an early February thaw
Well, Winter's back, old Winter.
Oh, it was a glorious little Bridey's Spring here in Paganistan, while it lasted: two days of Sun and snowmelt, puddles of water—actual liquid water!—just in time for Imbolc.
Just a foretaste, and now it's back to the dark house of Winter.
Still, we've had our promise.
And this we know: She always keeps Her promises.