Our last snow is melted now, at long last, but it was a beautiful way to end the winter. One afternoon I glanced out and saw a fast fog rolling down the valley. Within minutes we could not see the pond because the fog was so thick.
A couple of days later we had one of those gorgeous blue-and-white days. The trees were still heavily cloaked in snow.
Now we have daffodils sprouting forth from the ground, hopeful and on-schedule, and robins filled the crabapple tree and the backyard this week.
I'm calling this The Last Snow. But you never know: one year we got a blizzard after the spring equinox!