Meet the sausage sandwich I had for lunch some time last week. Me eating smoked sausage is a true sign of winter. It happens once in a blue moon, and only if it is really cold. So it isn’t a particularly good sign that I had this in the second week of March.
A far better sign: today I caught a whiff of strawberry- it was probably perfume, but my oh my, did it transport me to summer. Could this be a sign of warm weather to come? Please?