I woke up early to find that the snow plow had already cleared our cul du sac earlier than usual. That was nice so I could also get an early start on clearing our drive.
The storm really didn’t live up to all the hype. What was supposed to be a foot of snow turned out to be only six toes.
The robin in this picture, the supposed first sign of Spring, seemed quite bewildered by all the white stuff. He and his friends would keep on approaching me as if to ask, “What is going on?” I told them, “Spring in Wisconsin”.