Brunswick stew has been simmering all day ... the woodstove is cranked ... the cat is curled up in a chair near the fire, sleeping contently.
Looking at the calendar, it's been spring for a little more than two weeks ... but Mother Nature sometimes has other ideas and is not confined to the pages of a calendar but to the whims of her mood.
Today she has been toying with us as snowflakes have drifted down on blooming jonquils and daffodils, forsythia bushes, and flowering trees in a show that mixes the seasons as we teeter between warm and cold.
The snow showers are beautiful with a backdrop of spring color and green grass ... and the wind blowing on this cold day beckons us to spend time by the woodstove rather than lingering outside to take in the April scenery.
Jonquils and snowflakes ... must be spring in the Shenandoah Valley.
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