March snows have become something to deal with here in the Ozarks. Usually we have had at least one or two good snows a winter, but lately that has been the exception rather than the rule. We have been spoiled this year by spring-like weather since late January and all through February. People were even saying they would have liked to have at least one snow before spring came officially. Well....they got their wish.
It didn't snow very long up here on the hill. The morning was gray and cloudy. Threatening skies seemed to say that winter had not left us without a last hurrah. Shortly after lunch it started up here. Thick flakes fell fast and furiously. The wind blew snow up on the porch and plastered the sides of trees and buildings and even our bluebird house. I wonder where Mr. and Mrs. went to hide from the wet flakes swirling around the entrance to their preferred home? They were probably nestled down in the nearby woods, out of the cold and the wet.
Buzzards gathered on a tree to our south. I went out to take their picture when it stopped snowing. They took exception to my presence and flew off before I could get more than a few shots taken of them huddling on the branches.
All in all it is a pretty sight to see the snow falling up here on the hill. Nice to be inside where it is warm and cozy and not having to fight my way through the wind and cold.
Winter is not over yet. We still have a few weeks to go. And who knows what these last days of the waning season will bring. More snow? High winds? Or maybe just gentle breezes and welcome sunshine. Whatever happens, winter is almost gone. And I, for one, am ready to welcome spring.
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