So, this winter was on the more harsh side as winters go. I can say that now that Spring is officially here. I am not sure yet what the official snowfall total will be but….it won’t be a small number of that I am sure.
I fully expect that we will get dumped on by the gods of snow at least one more time before they are done. We always do. You can just hear them laughing as the snow pours down and dampens the joy that we feel in our hearts that Spring has sprung and the flowers are blooming and the birdies are singing.
Off topic already am I?
Are you really surprised at that?
At any rate sometimes bad things happen in winter around here. Take this for instance.
I forgot it on the deck when I was bringing stuff in for the winter.
And ferns don’t like winter.
It punished me by dying a quick but horribly cold death when the snow came. But just to dig the knife in deeper after it’s demise it hung around on the deck, under the snow, and slowly emerged in the spring like some bedraggled wooly mammoth. Only without the monetary value a mammoth might bring if you dug one up in your back yard.
I was sad. I stood there and mourned a lost plant friend who gave me joy last summer but who I cruelly thrust aside in my race to get inside where it was warm.
That is until I threw his carcass into the ravine.