May Day, May Day

I'm cutting the obligatory thousand words short by 900 or so, and going straight to option b)...i.e. the picture (April showers, yadda yadda flowers...). Two things puzzle me, however. First, the fact that there was actually snowfall on May 1st in Chicago and the above garden kept its collective bloom and secondly, that the tulips even bloomed in the first place as my dog Elvis lifted his hind leg on the above pictured corner of real estate at least once a day, every day, for the past 6 months. Take that all you Global Warmers. And judging from the shoddy condition of my own front lawn, acid rain has nothing on old Elvis, either--he's an environmental wrecking ball in, and of, himself...