Last night’s rain turned to an early morning snow-rain mix, but many of the flowers managed to survive—for now. The skies are clearing, however, and temperatures are expected to dip to 27° tonight. Since I’m only in the first stage of grief—denial—the roses are tucked under a motley assortment of irrigation dam and weed matting “tents”. If it does snow again, the yard will look like Valley Forge!
|Rudbeckia braving the cold|
|19 rose bushes under wraps|
“How precious is Your lovingkindness, O God! And the children of men take refuge in the shadow of Your wings.” –PSALM 36:7 (NASB)