Last week on the patio, when Clif was toasting our blog friends Derrick and Jackie, this is what the backyard looked like. (Note the flower bed just behind Clif and how it is completely covered with snow.)
But what a difference a week makes in Maine. Yesterday, here is what the patio looked like. The weather was so warm that Clif didn’t even need to zip his jacket.
By gum, my flower bed is nearly free from snow, and I’ll begin working on it this week.
When spring comes to Maine, it comes in a rush. One day, it’s winter, and the next week the snow has shrunk to the point where gardening has become more than a dream.
Still not many flowers in central Maine, but soon, soon.
Yay Spring!! π
So wonderful!
My children are so jealous – no snow whatsoever for us this winter just gone! I’m glad to hear spring is finally reaching you too π
Lots of snow in Maine, that’s for sure. Not unusual for northern New England. It just stayed a few weeks earlier than it usually does. But spring ding-a-ling is here!
Ah yes, the children are definitely not pining for snow now they’ve had a taste of the spring sunshine π I’m glad you’re getting some gardening weather now too xxx
I’m sure your children are ready to play, play outside. I’m ready, too, except my play involves yard work and gardening. But I love it. Ah, spring!
Yes! … although they’re having to share the space with a growing amount of veggies this year π
oh yes, there are the green shoots!
So dear this time of year.
It hit 77 here today. Wahoo!
So wonderful, isn’t it?
Yay! Nearly all of our snow is gone as well. π
Double yay!!!!
Awesome photos – here we GO! Spring!
And we are ready!
Excellent – and about time π
You got that right.
It’s happening! Here, too–about 75 yesterday! Woot!
Yes, yes! The snow is almost gone from the backyard. So exciting!
You’re right – that’s a massive difference in just one week! π
Flower shoots look promising.
So heartening!
Yes, it must be nice after all that snow. π
You bet!
I love that bright green shoot!
Oh, me too!
π
Love those first signs of Spring. Clink to your glass.
Oscar