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Sunday, April 05, 2009

April Begins

Thursday morning we woke up to... yep, more snow. This winter is getting old; the conciliation is that it has to leave. So it was with a new adjusted attitude that I set out my door with my camera. The snow flakes were intriguing in that they were in a cluster, like a group of teenage girlfriends at the mall.



A bit like a feather bed, I thought...



When each cluster of snow flakes landed, they collapsed like this...



It was all short lived. By the time that I left work, the snow was not only gone, but the streets were totally dry. Friday the car went into the shop because of this...



The windshield was originally hit by a rock a month after I bought it, on that damn Hope-Princeton. It was truly a reminder about impermanence as I washed and polished and shone my brand new car. The remarkable thing about the rock chip was that it stayed that way - for close to 8 years. And then this winter, it decided to spread its wings. With a brand new windshield (I can see clearly now - very), my plan is to stay away from other cars on the road.

The excitement of spring is everywhere. The cat lies on the windowsill by the open window; she dashes around as the birds land on the various trees. And today, we woke up to beautiful blue sunny skies. In the afternoon, the fireman and I swept off the walkways.

And here is the last of this year's snow...


F-I-N-A-L-L-Y!

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

Yeah....we got it in Spokane as well, but, like you, it was gone before the day was out. What I really like is the steady progression of temperature upwards from one day to the next. The grass is greening up, the trees are budding out, and there is, indeed, SUNSHINE! I love Spring. Even if we get more moisture, this is the best time of year.

Blessings. AL

Patricia said...

Here there hasn't been a steady progression. This morning, I went to work with a jacket and covered shoes. When I came home, it was sandals time. Just like that.

And then, I remember, this is what happens every year.

Anonymous said...

Good wrining as usual, Patricia Ann. We are enjoying our visitors. Mom