I was so intent on taking a picture of skiing in mud
I missed Emily going to the car!
The snow is going, going.
There is one large mud patch on the north slope,
for "advanced" skiers.
And back at home,
Here is the bed of daffs and tulips.
The wooly thyme seems pleased to be out from under snow,
and that fat bulb probably is a colchium.
No more garden until we clean it up.
This week I'll tell you about going toe to toe with the Park.
I don't know who will blink first.