Tomorrow
Will begin another spring. No one gets many, one at a time, like a long-
Awaited letter that one day comes. But it may not say what you hoped
Or distraction robs it of what it once would have meant ...

(Hymn to Life, James Schuyler)

Lines that acquire all the more resonance given the belated Spring here & that last week, for us, in Washington the blossom was delayed. Timing is all.