I have plans to go away for the weekend. A friend has a cottage that I have been invited to use and she suggested that I might want to go in the winter for something different. Yes, I would. I jumped at the chance to see Lake Huron at its worst wintry fury. To see lots of white snow along the trails of the Saugeen River. Scheduling and sickness made it difficult to get away earlier so I was resigned to seeing mostly a big, muddy mess. But, with lots of spring birds returning. Maybe a few flowers peeping out of the ground. I dug out my birding and wildflowers books to take with me.
Now it is snowing. A winter/spring storm coming in from Iowa.
Fifteen centimetres. (yeah, don't worry, you from the US, I have no real idea how much that is either)
I was happily resigned to that muddy mess. Really, I was.