For behold! I am the All Seeing, All Wailing Queen of the weather faeries! My armies of wind and rain have come to banish Old Man winter from our shores!
The dreaded Frost Bite shall be dragged on his knees before me to face my terrible wrath! And I shall decree that the condemned will be locked in the closet until about mid-June when we need him to hold the popsicles and ice cream!