The sun is shining so hard today it’s difficult to remember that everything was white with snow less than a week ago.
I took this picture last time we had snow, I no longer have a pampas grass to catch snowflakes and hold them up to be admired.
The white beauty lasted longer then; this year it was only decorating the garden for two days.
I’ve written haiku about snow before but it’s a subject that lends itself to the lightness of very short poems.
Today the garden
is lovely with snow, but will it
last ’til tomorrow.