February 29th is a unique, quirky day. It happens only once every four years and I think, like Friday the 13th, has some special mojo about it - true or just imagined. Today's "leap day" certainly was memorable. We went to bed last night to rain and snow showers and awoke at 5:30 AM to lightning, a clap of thunder, and then a dumping of snow. Snowfall on what should have been the 1st of March is strange enough for our part of the world but then throw in snow thunder and it was a truly remarkable day.
Blackberry vines outlined with snow.
My sweet little clumps of "tete-a-tete" were struggling to remain upright under the weight of the snow. The bright yellow trumpets certainly did pop under the blanket of white.