That snow I showed you in my last post? Gone. All of it. It didn’t stand a chance when the temperatures rose to about 50F.The only remaining sign we even had snow is a sheen of moisture lingering on the flagstones.
I miss how it brightened up the landscape, and I’m sick of this weird unseasonal weather, even if it permits the survival of sage and thyme in the vegetable garden. Unheard of! (at least for me)
I realize that this post is a self indulgent rant, but I can’t help it. Sorry.