You would think that at the end of May, I would be puttering in my garden, planting flowers, putting together hanging baskets, seeding cucumbers. Um, well, sadly not. It was rather heartbreaking to have the cold rain slowly turn to snow, and then settle in to snow seriously, big fat flakes drifting down and accumulating. The daffodil picture was taken early in the evening. My husband actually went out later to shake the heavy wet snow off of many tree branches, which were bowed so low from the weight that they were in danger of breaking.
And the next day, Marty made a snowman with his dad! The snowman didn't last long, only a day, but still. :-(
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Yeah - it's really something, isn't it?!?!?! Enough already - let's get on with summer. 3 weeks until the longest day of the year and we are still dealing with cold white stuff. Thinking of you as I move plants in and out, in and out, . . . . .
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