Snow in March used to be something common place here, but we've gotten used to warmer weather, earlier springs, and after a week with many days topping 70 degrees yesterday's snow storm (the 16th of March) was a bit of a surprise. A beautiful surprise.
One of the things about a fresh snow fall like this, so light and fluffy is that it turns the world into black and white even when we see (and photograph) in color. It simplifies the forms, sharpens the edges, makes everything clearer.
And then thankfully, because it is March, and the weather is trending warmer, the roads remained clear, and the snow will be gone again within a day or two, and all the green grass, and greening bushes, the brilliant forsythia and even the daffodils will still be there.
There are terrible things being done in the world, things we can't forget, or ignore, but we shouldn't ignore the beautiful things either.
