Here we go again.
We’re in the midst of our third major winter storm so far this March. About four inches (ten cm.) of snow is on the ground, and it’s still coming down. It’s supposed to continue for several more hours.
Snowstorms in March (or even April) are not all that unusual at this latitude, but usually they’re light, wet, and very temporary. This, on the other hand, looks like a January storm. It’s much drier than I would have expected.
Below are two views from our kitchen window:
There’s no forecast of freezing rain this time, so I doubt we have to worry about losing our electricity.
The photo at right is a view from up here in the Eyrie overlooking the grounds at Schloss Bodissey. Unfortunately, you can’t see the orangery or the topiary gardens from that window. The, ahem, groundskeeper’s cottage is in the background.
Spring is still just a distant dream. The only things blooming are the (snow-covered) daffodils — no forsythia, no tulips, no grape hyacinths, no violets.
I say: Bring on global warming!