It's officially spring but it seems we are the only hill still still dappled with snow. We drive to town for errands and I fight the urge to covet those barren earth yards. Of course, there is enough mud present even here to start mud season. My least favorite season of all.
I've been stretching out of my hibernation den, going for walks and heading to parks, willing the weather to turn. Pretending it feels like spring. Still no signs of daffodils or crocuses but I heard (and then saw) the first red winged blackbird of the season on Sunday and quite a few chubby robins to boot.
It was a good ride and we had lots of fun...but hopefully, this is the last of the snow pictures for a few seasons!
3 comments:
I'm done with the snow too. 4 weeks in a row is too much for me. Glad the kids are enjoying.
We just saw the first robins today! Of course, they're hopping through a few inches of snow, and flakes are still falling, so I'm not counting my daffodils before they bloom and all that.
The good thing about winter extending its reach is the sight of those rosy cheeks on your children. Beauty there.
Such fun! That little wooden sled is so precious.
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