As this spell of ice and snow drags on, the wind whipping temperatures back down below zero, I might be tempted to ask the same question. Except I know the God who made the seasons and I know better: There will never be a year when spring does not come, John-boy.
As long as the earth endures,
seedtime and harvest, cold and heat,
summer and winter, and day and night
will not cease.
Genesis 8:22

The fiddleheads will sprout ferns, flowers will bloom again.

The earth will bring forth fruit.

And dandelions will cover our lawns.

That same episode of the Walton's quotes from the Song of Solomon:
The flowers appear on the earth;
So hard to wait! Lovely post.
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