A field of snow that shimmered and flapped and was discovered to be a huge flock of Snow Geese. Just beautiful!
Canadian Geese flying so low over head that I can hear their wings beating as KB and I chat in the front yard, returning from a walk.
71 degrees, with cold wind blowing so hard it necessitates a jacket..
The river, full and deep on one side of the bridge and fast and full of rapids on the other.
The kids outside, rambling over hills and acres, returning home full of sun and wind and mud.
Grilling out cancelled due to wind.
Lettuce and spinach seeds purchased for cold framing with hopes of spring greens.
The hope of summer.