I was going to post this thought in teeny-tiny print because I’m whispering to myself. Maybe there should just be a ‘whisper’ font that can be used for whispering.

The snow is melting.

It feels like yesterday that we threw snow off the driveway, but it was earlier this week. We’d had rain and then snow so the stuff was wet and heavy but, as always, doing the chore together made short shrift of the work.

Today, the trees in the backyard are rising out of leafy dirt rather than a foot of white stuff. This is a portent of things to come. In April, we’ll plant two new trees. My youngest granddaughter wants to help plant the butterfly bush seeds I bought. She also wants to see if her mint plants survived the winter.

I’m happy to have her around. She forces me out of the house and into the potential of a garden. Next year, she’ll be full time in school, so the days of enjoying her energy and her questions two full days a week are coming to a close. I will miss her.

But, I see the sun and realize winter is almost done and I can expect rain rather than snow and bright days ahead. I hope you enjoy this turn of the season as much as I intend to.

See you.