Here are a few pictures from today, our second day of snow. It really is quite warm- 32 degrees and so very quiet with only the sounds of the wind amongst the trees.
Last week, one of the irises, obviously confused, put forth many blossoms. It has withstood the wind and rain and now, the snow. We are certainly not bored with the same old, same old here in South Dakota.
After a cool and much appreciated summer, we have transitioned into fall. There is a crispness to the air and the leaves are turning to their fall colors. Then, just to keep us guessing, Mother Nature blesses us with a different form of precipitation. We are grateful that this is a quickly passing decoration that only portends what is likely to come later; much later if we have anything to say about it.
Last week gave us temps in the mid 50's for two days thus tempting our sensibilities about the anticipated change from winter to spring. We awakened this morning, in a slight panic about not remembering to "spring forward", to a winter wonderland of light, fluffy snow which did not cause any sort of panic. However, by 3pm this afternoon, the warm sun reduced the white cover to nothingness. To spark a memory of spring, we only need look inside at the prolific blooms of our indoor garden- orchids, African violets and poinsettas galore!