I ventured out and around the house when the sun came up to check out how much snow had arrived throughout yesterday.
Out front I saw plenty.
Our plow guy had waited until the end of the day. The town plow had given him plenty extra to pile up at the end of our driveway. A bird watches me from across the street.
The blanket remains on the front yard trees.
The spring sprouts fight for their position.
Out back, a winter look returns.