Yes, we have flowers for Spring, but first one might ask “how did we get to this point?”




There was still green on the field of the Sheep Meadow when these flakes began to fall on the twelfth of January.




Soon the woods were crystalline,




the Reservoir a frozen sheet,




and the Wildflower Meadow full of snow. But after all, it was the heart of Winter; one could hope it would get better...