I thought snow had left us for more arctic climes, but it appears that life was just so good here that it doesn't really want to leave.
It lightly dusted everything and warned the weatherman it may be back for more mischief.
I rushed out to see how my little plants were doing that I covered in plastic the night before.
Not so good, it seems. A little floppy and worse for the night.
So I did what I should have done earlier. I put them up in the garage window where it is insulated but not heated. (Never really gets below zero in there)
Aren't they sad? I really, really hope they make it back to their perky selves.
In brighter news: We have a landscaper coming tomorrow morning to talk to us about our plans for the yard. Wish us luck!