(More parentheticals about my lack of positivity: I come from a family of pessimists. To make matters worse, snark is practically a form of endearment; clever mockery is a way of bonding. All in all I probably come across as more prickly or morose than is ever intended.)
So: the good, as best as this glass-half-full lady can muster. Look y'all, it didn't kill me!
Basic narrative here: Spring arrived, winter tried to come back, I found lots of pretty books at the library along with one more hilarious Marion Zimmer Bradley cover from the lesser-known book Creeps of Avalon and suddenly the flora and fauna at the library turned green FINALLY.