February 9, our second big snow, this one produced more than expected.  I like the effect on our little red barn today.  Spring, I understand, is only a month away.  I am sad and glad, both.

I was even able to take my daily half hour walk, snow or no snow – loving every scene as I strode through our most interesting neighborhood. Looking, as usual, for pushing buds on some trees, an early notification of warm days ahead.