While dogwoods may be in bloom elsewhere, Vermonters still have to contend with snow on the ground. But the white tide is receding.
Watching the snow pack melt is like watching winter in reverse. The fluffy stuff on top coagulates into ice crystals that act and sound like glass beads when you walk through them. And when you get to the very bottom of the snowy mounds, you find the sheets of ice laid down in a fury of December storms that brought the dreaded wintry mix of sleet and freezing rain to the area.
But where there’s melting snow, there’s hope for spring, right?
Of course. There’s always hope for spring, especially in Carding, Vermont.
Here’s a sample of tomorrow’s Carding Chronicle. Hope you can stop by.