Yes, we really got all this snow overnight and, at two in the afternoon on March 17th, it still hasn’t stopped.

I never would have thought, when I moved to Virginia (it is, technically, the south, after all) that I would have  more occasion to use cross-country skis than my bicycle. Go figure! I’ll just keep waiting for spring. Meanwhile, has anyone got some snowshoes I can borrow?

A little extra reading for the snowbound:

• A little something official about our wacky weather: Winter storm blasts U.S. mid-Atlantic days before spring (trust.org)
• What a fellow expat-returned (to England, in her case) is doing to get ready for spring on the Other Side of the Pond: Spring Has Sprung…I Hope! (putthekettleonblog.wordpress.com)
• And an transplanted English gardener’s opinion on what our snowfall will do to the early blooms: Tommie crocus shocked by a St Patrick’s Day snow (beforeyougarden.com)

Will our crocuses hang in there? I’m crossing my fingers! In the meantime, with the fireplace lit and the prospect of a cup of hot chocolate, it’s beginning to feel a lot more like Christmas than St. Paddy’s Day.

Wishing you all good cheer and some Irish luck!

Until next time,

– Jennifer