Our backyard mountain of snow is melting. Sort of how a glacier melts or recedes, taking about 40 years. Or so it seems. But look at that lovely sunshine at the top of the mountain! And those patches of blue sky! And, ummm…. that’s maybe all the positive things I can think of to say about our February backyard. Except that it’s no longer a January backyard.
The real purpose of these pictures is to prove that I actually left my house and ventured outside for five minutes longer than normal on my way to the car and work. I didn’t want to tempt fate by breathing in that winter air any longer than that, just in case it’s toxic, like everything else about winter seems to be for me. I like it just fine from the inside looking out where I’m much less likely to slip on the ice and break important bones.
The green grass of spring is coming – I can feel it in all my important unbroken bones.
Sounds like you and I feel exactly the same way about Old Man Winter!! On the couch, under a blanket, with a good book is where I like to spend the winter months. Go outside? Forget about it!! 🙂
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Add pizza delivery and some wine to that scenario, and winter wouldn’t be half bad! 😀
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Agreed!! 🙂
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I agree with you – anything “February” is better than something that is “January”. Pretty pictures.
Lillian
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February at least has the decency to be short.
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i loved this and i’m glad you took a pic. the weather here is not so cold today but we had lovely flurries over the weekend. stay safe; but have fun (i know you will). -m
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Lovely flurries? Isn’t that an oxymoron?? lol Thx Molly.
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Hang on for spring. Sending you some sunshine from Southern California.
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We’ll take it! Let me know how much snow you’d like in exchange. 🙂
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All you needed was a WoodChuck to tell you that we only have six more weeks of winter. It officially ends about March 21, at the Equinox. Dianne
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Here I think we get an extra month tacked on to winter, unofficially of course. It just makes spring, when it finally gets here, all the sweeter.
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I’m glad I’m not living in the NE now. They expect record-breaking snowfall.
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