At dusk I could actually see the snow falling on the northshore mountains. They must have been really big, slow, wet flakes to be able to see them from such a distance. The air is crytal clear and the sky is indigo blue through the dark clouds. Its chilly on the back porch but there is no wind, no rain and hopefully, no snow when I wake up.

Out front, the ornamental plums and the forsythia are just about ready to burst into bloom. Primroses are starting to open. Shirley poppies have germinated and this afternoon I transplanted creeping thyme all along the path to the front door.