Today it warmed up to a balmy 22 degrees F. After throwing some seed out for the critters to eat, I took my camera out to the garden.
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The vegetable garden is blanketed in snow, and under the few inches are some parsnips and carrots I want to pull out. I won't know what condition they are in, and if they are edible, until I can get to them.
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The hardy little primroses are frozen solid.
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Some sad looking brittle snapdragons, which shattered when I touched them.
The winter landscape can be very pretty, but I find the loss of all the beautiful flowers quite sad, and can hardly wait until all the spring bulbs start to make their appearance.