It seems the older I get the less I'm surprised by what happens in my world. But, this year's weather has certainly been an exception to that rule.
One week ago I posted the following photo, just minutes out of my camera, on a post that can be found here.
Less than twenty-four hours later, I stepped outside my door to the sound of melting snow dripping in rain gutters and pouring through the downspouts of the homes on my block. There were large patches of green showing where the sun hit the ground.
Almost as if overnight trees began budding, Daffodils and Crocuses popped up. Today, on a trip into the city, I was delighted to see areas where Weeping Willows had leafed into a bright chartreuse against the dark bark of the bare trees behind them.
Flowering shrubs with varying amounts of blooms were scattered along the roadsides and neighborhoods I passed through.
Leave it to Mother Nature and the Good Lord to surprise and amaze me every time.