Since this is the week of bitter cold temps I haven't really felt much like leaving the house.
This picture when blown up to full size is stunning. You can see the detail in the ice crystals. Right now I am dreaming of spring flowers, green grass, chirping birds, long walks and bike rides but most of all I am dying to get on my lawn mower and breathe in the aroma of fresh mowed grass. I have broken out a bunch of spring scented Yankee tarts trying to pretend these 35 below wind chills don't exist.