By the
end of the day, the steady rain and temperatures in the upper forties had all
but erased the snow pack of the past several weeks. Throughout the day we
watched as the lawn slowly reappeared, initially just the high spots peaking
through as small verdant islands seen from our front window. Over the course of
several hours, these islands expanded, as if the remaining white was a sea of
water that was slowly draining away, until at last the land was revealed
complete.
The
knot garden too emerged, first the bricks of the border standing just above the
snow, and in time the garden itself was laid bare. What a difference though
from what we’ll see in several months! Now, the Earth revealed is still
lifeless as the autumn’s sere remnants are all that sit within, apart from the
scattering of oak leaves caught in the groupings. There are no yellow-green
shoots of daffodils, or wanting bulbs of crocus or snow drops, no grasses or
patches of white fungus from the warming soil.
This
melting is an early thaw and nothing more.
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