The sun is rising on another cold and snowy day in Dec. (not really)
The god of Winter is having a tug-of-war with the goddess of Spring.
The forsythia bushes had a nice run too. Can you see the little bits of yellow peeking out from under the snow?
However they seem to be smiling under all that snow.
By mid afternoon most of the snow had melted with the temperature rising to 42 degrees.
The pear trees were only out for a few days before the snow hit. Some streets were lined with them. It was a fairy lane of white beauty.
The red buds were just beginning to dot the branches when the storm came through.
I just took a drive through the park and all seems normal there. Maybe there is hope for a colorful Spring after all.
I came home to find my tulips out of the snow and
my hostas looking up for the sun.
Unfortunately the prediction is a repeat performance and another 4 inches for the day after tomorrow. COME ON, nature. What kind of a mother are you?