'Snow' - I heard one say to the other. 'They're predicting snow tomorrow.'

'Impossible' - the other said to the one. 'I'm in full bloom. I'm in full color. I'm quite sure that spring is here to stay.'

'Snow' - the one repeated...and said again. 'But here inside this window...we're together..and it's always nice and warm.'

He nodded his head. She looked up and smiled.

There was nothing more to say. No matter what the season - it was clear to me - that they were enjoying the best days of their lives.