Sunday, 11 March 2012

It must be spring

It stayed above freezing point through the night and Sunday was all sunshine. If this is not spring I don’t know what is.

Sun shining on the dining table:

My tiny bougainvillea starting to bloom in its pot:

Masses of snow falling down also from the western side of the roof:

Footprints being pressed on wet snow that was ice only yesterday:

My men were here.
Garden decorations appearing from under snow:

Plants starting to uncover from under the piles of snow ploughed away from the yard:

First patches of gravel being visible on the road:

Our old barn surviving yet another winter under a heavy burden of snow:

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