A week ago I took this photo outside. That little piece of art and craft you see peeking out of the snow drift is the snow measuring gauge Dominic made in preschool a couple years ago. I had totally forgotten that it was out there, it was so covered in snow! Please note, the gauge is about 2 feet tall. Those were mighty big drifts. But spring is coming, and they are almost completely gone.
As exciting as spring is, I am not excited about taking pictures of the change in season. Here's why:
Note how dirty that melting glacier is at the end of my driveway. Bleh.
Even worse: see the white fuzz in the matted down, yucky grass? That's called snow mold. I don't even want to know what it is.
These outdoor photos demonstrate very clearly why I will not be buying scrap products like this to reflect my spring. It will take two months at least before I see color like that outside here. Instead, I will make do with this product, which perfectly reflects the colors I will see outdoors for the rest of the month. Except we may see a bit more white, if a March Madness blizzard comes as usual.
Still, my garden is finally completely free of snow, and my plants are responding appropriately:
These will be daffodils. You go, girls!