Saturday, March 23, 2013

After All...





I've noticed many families north of us have been lamenting the disappearance of spring under extra unexpected inches of snow (check out this blog, or this one, to see what I mean). I must admit, I felt a touch of... guilt, maybe? Or gratitude at least... knowing they were so far away from digging into warm soil, planting seeds, and truly feeling like spring is here, all the while we were barefoot with windows wide open and many a spring sprout out in our garden plot.





We all know the seasons are fickle, sometimes cruel companions around these parts... Are we warmer earlier than most this time of year? Yep. Do we get to plant our gardens at the end of February and all throughout March? Most of the time, indeed. Does that mean we're any better off from anyone else? Not necessarily...



After the amazing show this morning, I was even more amazed to find anything of substantial size left semi-standing under the piles of hailstones.

And by piles, I mean piles...




How quickly the tables turn around here! How fast we are reminded of how little control we actually have in the world. It's kinda hard not to feel a little beat down, much like my garden must be feeling today, after taking it all in.

Yet despite the carnage, the debris, and the amazing bergs of hail everywhere, there is still this...

...and it is still, after all, spring.

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