Spring's winning the battle

Remember the picture of the snowshovel by the big snowdrift the morning after a big snowstorm a few weeks ago. Or that big pile of snow that was just as tall as my car, parked next to it? Oh how things have changed!

I really ought to get the camera out to illustrate the difference. The snow in the front yard is just about gone. The mountain range of plowed-up snow next to my car now stands about a foot high. The sun's getting higher, and the snow's getting lower. Another big pile of snow, outside the kitchen window, was down to an area about two inches high late this afternoon. My wife predicts it will be gone by morning.

So it goes. So it melts.

Not much to report--just a few updates. First, my cold is all gone, and my wife's cold is nearly gone. She's down to the final sniffles. We're both trying to be careful, since the weather has been cooler (though still sunny) this week. But the sun will be out tomorrow. More melting is in the forecast.

Her first batch of sunflowers were not lucky. They died. Their little greenhouse (it originally housed a sub sandwich, not cookies) proved to be too hot for the baby plants, as they sat in the sun of the kitchen window, the top closed to keep the heat and humidity inside. So she has planted a new batch, and these will have the top open during the day and closed after sundown. Let's just hope the cats don't notice them ...

Life at work is really slow now. The interim between sports seasons, as we wait for the snow to melt, the grass to get green again and the spring seasons to start. That's a few weeks away yet. The golfers around the area are getting antsy. I don't golf, but I know how they feel.

That's all for this time. I'll try to take the camera with me tomorrow, so I can provide some "after" pictures. You've seen "before" already.