The yellow and white clover, along with the odd wild daisy, are blooming in my yard! So no mowing for another week or two.
I can sit in Grandma’s Hootch and drink tea while looking at pretty flowers and the lake. It reminds me of a little mountain valley.
All the while knowing that in 10 or twelve weeks it will all be covered in snow again.
I planted the clover about 17 years ago. So it’s and old stand and is getting thinner as time goes by.