Hello, spring. You're looking a little pale this year.
In the past five days we've had more snow than we had all winter. The biggest snowstorm of the year arrived late on the second day of spring, with big, soppy flakes that piled up to about five inches in no time. By the time I made it outside the next day with my camera (we're both down with the flu now) most of it had already melted, but it was so pretty while it lasted.
11 more photos and an update below (hover over each image for a description). . .
Hello, creek! It's so good to see finally see you again.
Then we had some more rain (yay!) and then it started snowing again. It snowed all day Sunday and yet never turned the ground white, which was even stranger than getting the five inches. Yesterday it did the same thing, with tiny flakes that fell for hours, a brisk arctic wind howling through our little valley, and every once in a while the bright sun poking through. Weird.
Meanwhile, our wet weather creek returned for the first time in two years (woohoo!), which means we might actually be coming out of this terrible drought. All we can do is hope we keep getting more spring rain. Or snow, or sleet, or whatever. We'll take the moisture any way we can.
Daisy splashed right through the creek to come say hi to me and Bear, but Marta, who usually loves the water, just couldn't get herself to wade across and join in the fun, even though at that narrow point it was only a few feet wide. She probably could have jumped across.
I know a lot of people are tired of winter, but most years here in Missouri it often feels like winter is over before it really starts. After 17 years, I finally stopped compiling a mental to do list each year of all the indoor projects I wanted to tackle during snowstorms.
So I say go ahead and bring on the snow, no matter what the calendar says. Pile on the polar fleece and simmer up some cozy soup. The heat and humidity (and flies and wasps and ticks and snakes) of spring and summer will be here soon enough.
More Daisy? Here.