It's mid March and the weather is behaving strangely. While out on her evening stroll, Kitten Face saw a storm of rain and snow. As the snow flakes fell and landed on her sweater in a pretty pattern, they sprouted blossoms and leaves, and whispered rumours of sunshine and warmth in her ears. Her tail twitched with delight as she crammed handfuls of soggy flakes into her pockets. Later she buried them in pots on her window sill and waited patiently for the rumours to bloom.