Spring fever is on hold around here. The crocus and snow drops are covered in, well...snow!
I guess Old Man Winter had to have a final say. I don't blame him. After a pitiful attempt at giving us winter, he finally decided to put up a fight. I am quite thankful for his finale.
Everything has turned to fairy land. It's magical and beautiful!
The temperatures are supposed to be back in the 40-50 degrees so all this beauty will be turning to a muddy mess. I guess I won't bother scrubbing the floors. I think I will just sit back and enjoy the view.