If I wrote literary, atmospheric kinds of things

which I don't, I'd be all over this bizarre (by which I mean kind of awesome) winter we're having in the Northeast for inspiration. I'd call it something like...

A Winter of Springtime
or maybe
Winter of Spring's Content

Poetical like.

And yes, I'm talking about the weather. Secretly, everyone likes to talk about the weather. I believe this. It's why we do it so often, why there's an entire TV channel devoted to talking about it, and why it's a cliché that sort of isn't.