“You can’t get too much winter in the winter.”
— Robert Frost
Others may complain and flee to warmer climes. We, on the other hand, side with Robert Frost.
The third storm within a week’s time left the tress outlined with snow, creating a canopy of white light.
As the temperature rose, the snow fell from the branches, landing in soft wet plops on the ground below.
A brief thaw on Saturday presented an opportunity to dig out the covered beds and see if anything’s still alive. Nothing left but 4 hardy leeks. Time to hit the seed catalogs.