At 6:20am today I awoke to the sound of birds chirping outside our bedroom window. Delightful! My view of the sunrise from our bed was nothing less than spectacular: oranges, pinks, and grays. I rolled out of bed and grabbed my camera, wanting to capture this moment in time. Reaching the window, and raising the camera to my eye to frame the shot, I notice the driveway no longer shows any sign of the blacktop that had been there when I went to sleep. The entire yard is white with snow. Shaking my head, I take another look. The snow is still there. How could this be? Spring starts in two days. The weather channel never mentioned any chance of precipitation, let alone snow in their forecast last evening! However, snow is predicted for Friday, the first day of spring. Winter doesn’t want to retire.
Normally at this time of year, snowdrops greet me each time I walk in or out of the front door. Not this year. I am waiting, not so patiently at this point for the snowdrops to peek their heads out of the ground, or for any sign of my spring bulbs. Most are buried under the biggest snow piles in our yard.