So much snow and ice to photograph and journal these last few months, but now the frigid grip of winter bows out gracefully and allows the crocus to bloom, with tulips and daffodils sprouting from the cold, wet earth to flower a bit later in the season. Gracefully is perhaps too gracious a description - violent thunderstorms with high winds and torrential rainfall swept through the county two nights ago, and we all know that a late season snowfall is possible and even expected. But for now the back porch is drier than the basement (which is crisscrossed by what Rissy and I call mini-Mississippies, caused by two-inch rainfall and downspouts clogged by nesting mice.) Little Miss Molly, being mostly an indoor cat, is not able to patrol for the annoying pests, but she does enjoy racing in and out of the open doors and posing for a portrait near March's first flourish.
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