Relative Something

The impact of 50°(F) March temperatures was obvious yesterday and not unexpected. Our drainage swales were flowing with zeal in stark contrast to just 24 hours prior.

Where it doesn’t flow away, it puddles up and can even hide just below a cover of old snow.

I thought stepping in deep snow-cone snow was risky, but it’s nothing compared to plopping a boot into a puddle of melted snow that rises over the top.

Green growth and leaf buds can’t be far behind!

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