And it’s freakin’ May!
This spring we are getting a good look at little cold snaps that the old-timers (and gardeners) label “winter” … like:
But wait! Here in Tennessee we’ve been through all four of those and are having yet a fifth. A friend of mine—a farmer’s wife—tells me this rare fifth spring winter is called—wait for it—
Cotton britches winter
Isn’t that fabulous? I’d never heard that phrase but a little bit of googling indicates that it is, in fact, a thing. The Tennessean tells us, “The cotton britches winter is … an old-fashioned term for the removal of the long underwear and the time for cotton pants.”
Now, if we have another cold snap after this one, it, too, has a name: Whippoorwill winter (late May, early June).
We shall see. Summer doesn’t officially arrive until June 20. 🙂