Although quite pretty, it was a bit of a let down after more than a week of sunny, warm, spring like weather.
The bright earthy wormy smelling days had fired me up. I felt the warmth of the sun on my cheeks. I didn't wear a coat. And I planted a few cold hardy things like lettuce, spinach, swiss chard, beets, turnips, and carrots.
And then last night this started to happen.
By dawn it looked like this.
But this afternoon the sun was working it's charms again. And it made me think of something an Amish gentleman said to me once. "The best time to till your garden is when there is a cover of warm snow on it."