M' Lady? Are you there?

It is the end of February and one would think that the frost of winter would have found better things to do than shed ice over the terrain. I suppose brother Frost has his orders from King Winter: fight to the beginning of the Duchess’ arrival, and not a minute less.

It did seem a bit colder as I got out of bed this morning. And, with a chill in my bones, I looked out my window, and there, lo and behold, was a thin blanket of ice on the roof-tops (my camera no longer works, otherwise you would be looking at a picture now).

Oh dear, some of my potted plants, that had been so warm and cozy this past winter in the Mudroom, were removed to the outdoors about a week ago. I’m almost afraid to look. Well, if today is anything like yesterday, the sun will be up and running soon, and thaw out the cold crispness in the air.

The Duchess can’t make her entrance soon enough!

Please hurry M’Lady.

I snapped these Photographs mid-March, in my neighborhood, last year.