This morning I awoke to a fresh white blanket of snow. It was a nice snow, the big fluffy kind and a decent depth; about 2-3 inches and still falling. I watched through the kitchen window while drinking the morning coffee and then raced upstairs to get dressed.
I cleaned off the sidewalks and the vehicles while enjoying the feel of the flakes tickling my cheeks and eyelashes. After waiting impatiently all winter, it was finally our turn and I was so excited. I had elaborate plans to try to sneak out a little early from work and take some great night captures with the snow.
Unfortunately, as the day warmed the snow turned to drizzle and began withdrawing as fast as it had come. It did last long enough for the Sysco grocery truck to get stuck in my driveway (despite a warning about ice near the loading dock) and to make the commute to work challenging in a two wheel drive pick up.
Leaving work this evening I was sad to see all the gorgeous snow melting and turning to slick grey mush along the roadside. The mist was still falling and I imagine it will all be gone by tomorrow night, except of course the ice patch in the alley by the back dock where the sun never shines; to ensnare unwary delivery drivers for the rest of the season.
The rangey bough anticipated fruit
With snowballs cupped in every opening bud.
The road alone maintained itself in mud….