Snow shovels, a sharp-edged ice-cracking shovel, ice melt, and the outdoor broom spend their winter on my front porch, ready for duty.
They’ve seen plenty this year. Last week, in a spell of spring cleaning that was not accompanied by actual spring temperatures, I was tempted to put them away. Then I paused. Given the way the chilly season played out this year, I decided to wait a little longer, at least past April Fool’s Day.