What are we holding up? Laurels? Umbrellas? Our hoods on our heads in gale-force winds? In March… you never know.
Though Marry did venture onto the balcony briefly today, the pouring rain had her begging to come back in before too long. And the forecast for next week calls for snow… uhoh.
I’m happy to report that our yard is full of snowdrops and not even a hint of snow.
Sure, we can still get snow at the end of February. But we can also have flowers poking up in the garden, and that one morning when the forest has turned from slightly brown to light green seemingly overnight.
How many Krapfen is an acceptable amount to eat during the tastiest season of the year? I’ll let you know if I reach it…
Just in case anyone forgot, last year on Valentine’s Day a flower-seller set up shop right in the middle of the main train station in Nürnberg. I mean… who’s got time to run down the stairs to one of the other florists in the station when the mood for romance strikes?
This winter walk a few years ago was much different to today’s white-frosted one. Hope everyone’s got their shovels handy…
This picture is making me regret my decision to not go out for a walk today. The snow has melted, it was over zero degrees, and the sun actually shone for a bit. But I just couldn’t drag myself out of the house… gotta work on that motivation.
There’s a dusting of snow and frost on the ground here, but it hardly compares to this lovely, snowy morning at the home of our Village friends. The good news is that the sun is shining today, which makes the biting cold at least a little bit friendlier.
It’s either been raining or snowing with nearly no break in the clouds for a week now, so I’m trying to remind myself that at some point, there will be light. No guarantees the view here in Franconia will be quite this dramatic, but not all places can be Kutná Hora.