Thank goodness this stormy month is over. We have had one snowstorm after another the whole month of March. I don't remember such a wintery March ever. Last night at 10:30, Mike and I stood looking out the window at the falling snow. "It looks just like Christmas Eve," I said. Only in December the snowstorm it was charming and Christmasy. Last night it was depressing. We're all tired of it. This morning as I opened the kitchen blinds here is the sight that greeted me. Sigh.
