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.