A happy sentinal stands guard at the neighbor’s house. Aren’t they delightful? (I’m going to name them Audie, Biddy, and Mommy — I thought it was Daddy, but the mittens are kinda girly.) These poor snowpeople have been dusted over time and again in the past week. Brrr….
But really…it’s spring. Green grass is itching to throw off this wet white blanket. Spring peepers want to sing. Daffodils can’t wait to bloom.