Father winter dropped another inch or two of snowy blanket on us again last night accompanied with another dip of temps into the teens. This took me back outside today for another snowblowing challenge with the winds blowing the snow not to a pile off to the side but right back onto a spot I had already cleared (or directly back into my face)....no matter which way I pushed the blower, no matter which direction I had it pointed.
In the end..it really didn't matter, especially when I discovered these little 'buds of hope' on one of my lilac bushes. The world is okay. There is hope...that soon atleast one layer of clothing can be hung in the closet with care.
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