March 27, our front steps showing the results of a long, cold and snowy winter:
April 6, spring is in the air and the sun high enough to make a dent in the snowbanks:
April 14 & 15, cleaning up in the gardens—even if on still frozen ground and jumping around piles of snow—in shorts and t-shirt and needing sunscreen!! Get snow tires taken off—”Are you sure??” I am asked.
April 16, back to winter, at least temporarily:
Where is my window scraper?? What snow tires?!? By the way, my car is NOT white!!
But “hope springs eternal,” as my dear old mom was fond of saying:
And I even had fun with an abstract of the snow on the door mat, inspired by my friend Julia!
It can’t last forever, can it?!
Still Learning To See 
This was great. All you needed was a photo of the rising rivers yesterday.
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Officially ROFLing here about the snow tires! Your door mat picture and my back patio photo shows that we’re staying as positive as possible, but DANG! My great-granny McCoy would say, “Oh, my stars and garters!” 🙂 Have a wonderful CA trip–
This too shall pass as Mom used to say. I love the crocuses popping us through the snow. I remember Alma’s used to do that as they grew on the south side of her home. I painted a picture of crocuses coming up through the snow and it is one of my favorites. Love you,Chica
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