The February Where Mother Nature Found Herself Confused
We've been following the steady progress of our first daffodil and crocus bulbs, so we didn't expect to find them nestled in the prettiest snow of the season:
This is the first time I remember feeling joyous at a late February snowfall, but we've had so little this year, and this one is seriously beautiful:
It should all melt by the beginning of the week, further cementing it's status as the best Chicago end-of-winter snow ever.
Cecelia can't get enough of it either. We bought her this little shovel and this is her first time using it.
