|We woke up to another inch of snow this morning.|
|Looks like the resident rabbit was out & about|
hunting for more plants to nibble on in the garden.
|The raised bed not ready for spring prep work yet.|
|Evidence of a brutal winter with gusty winds off the lake.|
|But this robin sitting in a crabapple tree seems to think spring is on it's way.|
"Listen, can you hear it? Spring's sweet cantata. The strains of grass pushing through the snow. The song of buds swelling on the vine. The tender timpani of a baby robin's heart. Spring.!"
- Diane Frolov and Andrew Schneider, Northern Exposure