But! But, then after a cold, snowy, snowy, period, a sort of tiny miracle happened. Our January thaw arrived. We had lots of rain and wind, and warmer temperatures- up to 48!- and lots of the snow is gone. I no longer need ski poles to traverse my driveway. And look what I saw today:
I don't know why pansy is a slur used to mean wimpy- Look at them, those suckers are tough! I heart pansies.
Of course, living with J means finding other stuff unexpectedly popping up. This appeared when the snow melted on our bulkhead.
Obviously put there for safekeeping.
Last week, I was worrying about seeing Rosie sitting on a mound of snow that had slid off a shed roof. It was in a corner of the yard, and her head was close to being level with the fence top, which I found had pulled away from the wall. If Rosie had tried leaning on it, she would have been out. But, today, ta da! Threat removed.
You couldn't see that chair 5 days ago. (And please ignore the desperate need for paint)
Last goodie to be seen now is the great bargain we got on 2 rolls of 6 foot chain link fencing. That will create our chicken wonderland next spring. We'll continue behind the shed, and enclose our raspberry/sumac tangle for the hens to ramble safely.
I know, not too exciting, but $13.00 for each 50 foot roll- that's a heck of a deal, people! Plus look at the bare ground- under more than 2 feet of snow a week ago.
I crawled out of my dark hole of apathy and danced in the fleeting joy that is the January Thaw. And that's a good thing.