Thursday, March 20, 2008


We woke up earlier this week and looked out the window. We saw this sight. Definitely not "popcorn popping on an apricot tree." That would be funny if the writer of that spring song was from Minnesota. I wonder what all those little primary kidlets would be singing about...probably something about smud (snow and mud mixture) piles and road rivers..hehehe. By the afternoon our new snow had turned into mini-rivers running down our street. Andrew had taken it upon himself to build a dam at the end of our driveway so that our neighbors would not get any water. I kept driving on it though and ruining it. This just doesn't feel like spring. The word at the bus stop is more snow tonight. I think it is really pretty, but I am ready for the green leaves and budding flowers pictures. They actually said on the radio that scientists are worried that spring is coming earlier each year. I don't think that they have spent much time around here.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

It's worse where you are, but it's been snowing here too. The smud --- great word --- lasts a long time in our front yard because our house faces north and its shadow prevents the snow from melting until long after our snowdrops are in bloom. (The snowdrops are our little first spring flowers, which are already sprouting despite the snow.)