These are a few pictures I've taken over the past two weeks, but haven't had a chance to post: looking back to the last snowfall as the next storm is on its way. Right now most of the old snow is gone in the sunny places, just the drifts and shaded places are still white. The ground is muddy and dreary and along the roads are patches of gray, tired slush. It's time for a new blanket. I'd rather have snow than mud.
Larry has been getting ready for Spring anyway. Yesterday he oiled up all the garden tools, fixed a few handles, and even cut some brush. He's been organizing buildings, too, and taking long walks with the dogs and the cats each day, and reading the pruning book before venturing out to the grapevines and fruit trees. It's getting late for pruning, but I hope he will finish by the end of next week.
And in three weeks, if the weather breaks for a couple days, he'll be burning off the lettuce bed and getting the first seeds out. Yes, Spring is coming and it's not so far off.