|View out the back of my cabin|
The feeder birds are fast emptying the feeders, and the chickens are unhappy--typical for a snowstorm.
|Road up to cabin|
I'm willing to let it alone as long as it doesn't change that tune.
As you might expect from my photos, spring is definitely on hold. The peepers have stopped peeping. Spring greenery was next to nonexistant anyway, so no tender spring growth will be shocked or killed by this storm. And though late snows rarely last long, this one might hang around longer than most as the weather forecast doesn't include much of a warmup for the rest of this week. I guess I'll just have to keep wearing my midwinter sweaters for a while longer yet.