The landscape was beautiful cloaked in its white finery this weekend:
I can't express how desperate I am for Spring, especially after being teased a week ago with temperatures in the mid- to high-60s and these beauties:
The quince has bloomed, as have the camellias and the forsythia. Gene and Cindie's Cleveland Pear was in full bloom when the snow hit. I suspect that all that beauty will have disappeared once all the snow melts. After Christmas, just days after the first day of winter, it's as if I shut down, as if I'm bound and gagged.
I'm ready to get outside as soon at the temperatures are more tolerable than today's 25°. According to the weather forecast we should expect a high near 70° for Friday.