Most often we know spring time is coming when the month of March arrives and we get inches of beautiful, wet snowfalls.
This happened last Wednesday when we woke to about 10" of the stuff.
I took this shot through a kitchen window over the evergreen boughs in a window box. It sure was pretty!
Papa Pea had his work cut out for him. He was concerned that perhaps our good, old (very old) Gravely garden tractor with snow blower attachment wouldn't be able to handle the heavy, wet snow.
But once again, our trusty Gravely proved its worth and saved a lot of hand shoveling close up against buildings.
The truck with plow blade was used on the driveway, of course. Even so, it was some of the most difficult plowing of the winter.
But that's the characteristics of our March snows. And, yes, they really do herald the coming of our spring season. We're sure it's under there somewhere just waiting to burst forth.