We had a last visit from old man winter, with a wet heavy snowfall. Tim, is my intrepid snowman. I didn’t even have to manhandle the snow blower for this one.

Instead I headed south to an acupuncture conference in Pittsburg, which is a much nicer city than I expected.  Food was great, but keep in mind I live in a town with only one restaurant. My hotel room overlooked the convergence of three rivers and there were lovely walks along their shores, even if the weather was a bit dreary.

Trees were flowering and daffodils were in full bloom.

I had to travel to Long Island for a sad gathering and we stayed in a motel where they had an unimaginative decorating scheme.  The room had two of the same pictures, but one was hung upside down for variety. Hmmm.

I returned home to confused weather.  The temperature rose to 60 degrees but ice floes and snow piles remain for a little bit longer but

there is hanky panky in the air.  Different birds show up every day, bluebirds have been sighted, peepers are peeping, phoebes are phoebeeing, and our local Toms are strutting their stuff. Love is in the air.