Almost able to see the stubble fields as the snow begins to melt.

Rain on ice has made our yard treacherous.
Bill and I are now excellent at 'involuntary breakdancing'!

This is a view taken as the sun was rising from the bedroom window that overlooks the workshop roof and fields beyond.

Snowdrops are now beginning to push their way through the dark, crispy rotting autumn leaves. They herald the arrival of Spring for me.

Back to work tomorrow.