Just before the two little snowdrops were buried in our first snow of March, I hurried out the front door and took a picture of them. Then I hurried back inside because it is cold out there.
An hour later, the snowdrops were buried under a new blank of snow.
It's not a deep snow, so far, but it's enough snow that when I tell people that I will be out in the veg garden sowing peas in about
40 Degrees Fahrenheit
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