IF YOU LIVE in Minnesota, you can get fooled into thinking spring has arrived…until you wake up one morning and snow covers the ground. This is mid-April for gosh sakes, not March.
Weren’t temps a humid 80 degrees a week ago?
Wasn’t I raking leaves in short sleeves?
Digging out the flip flops?
Throwing open the windows to air out the stale, closed-in house after a long, long winter?
Wasn’t I suggesting that I pick up romaine lettuce at the garden shop and plant it? But my husband stopped me, warned me that temps could still drop to freezing. I listened, for once. Thankfully. But he didn’t say anything about snow. Oh, no, not snow.
I was fooled, duped, misled into believing spring had arrived.
Saturday morning I followed the limestone path through my backyard to check on the flowers that had already erupted. I paused to photograph the walkway. The circles, created by snow dripping from tree branches, made an interesting pattern. Faribault received 1 1/2 inches of snow overnight Friday into Saturday morning.
A few days ago I intended to photograph my daffodils, but, of course, I didnt. Now they are drooping in the snow.
Snow encases the daffodils Saturday morning.
I hope the budding tulips can survive the cold and snow.
Copyright 2011 Audrey Kletscher Helbling