“Come when the rains
Have glazed the snow and clothed the trees with ice,
While the slant sun of February pours
Into the bowers a flood of light.”
— William Cullen Bryant
Snowy days are interspersed with brilliantly sunny ones, creating a cycle of freezing and and melting, and a ring of icicles around the house.
A mountain of snow awaits shoveling.
Though we may be buried in snow, the days are becoming palpably longer, and even the garlic senses the change in season by sending out tiny rootlets in anticipation of the coming one.