Wednesday, March 4, 2009
(...plus a couple of words.)
Last Thursday morning we woke up to a little dusting of snow. As I laid in my bed not wanting to wake, Fiona declared, "It's Christmas again Mom!"
While I fretted over my three yards of mulch now covered in snow, Fiona played in all of the snow's glory. Of course, it was gone by mid-morning and the mulch went out the next two days. My flower beds are now ready for Spring.
From inside the little blue bungalow,