It was a good rain, light-to-steady over several hours, the kind that soaks deeply into the soil and awakens late-sleeping perennials in the spring. Mid-afternoon, though the calendar showed May 1st, big, heavy snowflakes fell like icy polka dots. The blend of apple blossoms and sloppy, wet snow was a sly reminder that, in spite of increasing warmth and longer days, winter is never truly far away from those who live in the north!
I always look forward to your writing and your posted photo. By the time I finish reading, I find myself smiling from the truth and beauty of your words… Thank you!
Thank you, Jan, for your kind comments and for reading my blog!