Regression

Back on March 14 in my blog post I commented on the fact that the squirrels would leave no tracks on the snow, but the poor dog sank in.  That was supposed to be a sign that spring was on its way.

This morning, April 21,  the dog could walk on top of the snow, leaving no paw prints.  Even I, much heavier than the dog, only left the slightest indention.

The brown things are tree blossoms that have frozen on top of the snow.   So I guess spring is really, truly, honestly on its way.