Touch snow, the grass is covered.

It feels like just yesterday that Cassandra posted about touching grass; it was actually two weeks ago, and the seasons have definitely shifted more towards the snowy side here in Chicagoland. In fact, the only place grass is visible in our yard is where we cleared paths to necessary areas, such as the birdfeeder and composter.

  • With a few exceptions like the rain barrel, the backyard is white. It's a lumpy white, with different heights for the various raised beds and the occasional plant sticking up.
  • The front yard is also, not surprisingly, mostly white with a scattering of leaves that fell after the most recent snowfall. Near the center of the photo is our snow gauge, showing an accumulation of 8 inches... this is after a little bit melted away.
  • With a backdrop of the mulberry tree, the birdfeeder is surrounded by snow and about a dozen birds.

That said, it’s awfully pretty in a different way. The square lumps of the six matching raised beds amuse me, the leaves that fell after the snow (about 10 inches of shoveling, only 8 currently remaining), and the cluster of birds around the birdfeeder, scattering seeds all around it. It is the ideal time of year to appreciate the beauty of our garden… from the comfort of a heated house.