Last Sunday we awoke to an inch or so of snow on the ground. Nothing like the avalanche that hit western New York, but a bit startling even so.
It was frigid through most of the week, then warmed up.
The snow left little white hats on the dried flower heads of the ‘Annabelle’ Hydrangeas.
As of today the snow has withdrawn, muttering under it’s breath: “I’ll be back”.