A Yard Full of Snow is slowly melting.

I do love the change of seasons. This year, however, I was hoping for a change earlier than usual. I was seriously beginning to wonder whether winter would end. Fortunately, I am beginning to see signs of another world. I am still in awe of the amount of snow we received this winter. Maine actually had mountain ranges in parking lots as there was no where to go except up with the snow. The first picture is our home after about the second or third storm in December. I am quite grateful that the ice storm froze the grass because it was much easier to push the snow on a hard surface than a soft one. We had already pushed the snow at least another six or seven feet from the tree.

By the time the last storm hit, our yard was completely full of snow. The tree on the right of the picture is the one in the middle in the picture above. Our driveway had narrowed to allow for a vehicle to pass, but two at a time would be impossible.

Beauty still reigned amidst the cold and the snow. Sunrises were even more spectacular with the barren landscape below. Strength could always be found. Look at the tree that refuses to give up its leaves until new ones bloom. I must admit though that as our snow pack is melting, my heart is rising. I have made it through another winter, and summer is mine to enjoy.

At this point, I think I will have leaves on the trees before the snow melts. I guess, we will just have to wait and see.