March 1st, the snow is melted. I`m glad spring is on the way. Here in the high desert another freeze or two is typical of March. The snowfall this past weekend was beautiful.
There was no wind. The snow just softly drifted down. It is so pretty how it settled in the leaves of the Joshua trees. There was only 2" on the ground, in two days it was gone.
The Creosote. One of the oldest plants in the world, very hardy and we are fortunate to have them here. Sometimes I yearn for daffodils, a crocus or two and roses. I learned long ago to appreciate what Mother Nature put before me. Deserts are alive and lovely. One merely has to open their eyes.
This is a small lot of lace remnants a neighbor gave me. My favorite is a few yards of cream color lingerie lace probably from a vintage peignoir.
Thank you for stopping by. I`m sending prayers to New Zealand and praying for our own Midwest suffering tornados and floods.