Early am. Sunday. Sky is clear. Black blue, before dawn. Snow on ground. Temperature is 31 degrees. No melting. Yet.
An hour later, sun is up. Early green leaves on trees. Small. Just beyond bud stage. Contrast with snow-covered landscape below.
Streets mostly clear of ice and snow. So, too, the parking lots and sidewalks. Everywhere else is covered in two inches of slush-ice. Temperature now 32 degrees.
In another hour or two, temps will rise to 34 or 35 on the way to a high of 50 today. Full sun and these temps will melt all the snow. Another storm – this one quite small – is due to sweep through our area later this evening. Monday will be 50 degrees, too, and any snow that falls will be out of sight by evening.
Rest of the week will be moderate temps in the 50’s and 60’s. Rain will continue to wash our landscape. Daffodils and tulips are abundant. Hardy. They smile at each new day. They say: ‘Spring has come.’ They are right.
Green grass returned before the snow. We saw it. We know it is there waiting for it’s second appearance. Will we suffer a third?
The winter was not hard. But it is nearly May. A long winter always seems harsh and withering. It wasn’t, really. This was a mild winter with snow and deep cold accents that did not last more than a day. Mild. But now long to us.
We are ready for spring. Wafting warm breezes, not hot. Just above cool. Maybe 66 degrees or 68?
That would be perfect. I know they are near. I can smell them.
Can you?
April 29, 2019
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