Nah, that's not really a river, but rather just ice with water on top of it. I took this shot a couple of minutes ago standing outside our back door.
As you can see, the hoopla over the winter storm was just that . . . blah, blah, blah. No storm hit us but we sure have been getting the precipitation. Temp first thing this morning was 34 degrees and it's up to 36 now. It's been snowing on and off since early yesterday. How can it snow when it's above freezing? Dunno, but that's been the case.
Hubby came in from chores this morning singing, "It's wet, it's wet, it's weally, weally wet!" Bone-chillin' damp, too.
I've been antsy to hang out my first load of laundry for the season, but it's not going to happen today, that's for sure.
Last year, one week from today I planted my first garden bed. (See picture above.) Ha! Would almost take a miracle for that to happen this year.
Oh, well. Such is spring in the Great Northland. Bugs aren't bad. And the weeds haven't started to grow yet. Inside we're warm, cozy and well-fed. We've got lots of interesting things to occupy our time today. Can't complain about that.
The train to Looneyville is picking up speed.
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