Yesterday we had snow, then rain, then ice and then snow again. When I woke this morning it was a frigid 26 degrees.
You’d think I’d be used to spring snow. I’ve lived in southern New England all my life where the weather is anything but predictable.
Every time Jack Frost lays waste to the landscape I’m surprised. Yesterday Jack was having an exceedingly bad day.
While the pictures below show plants at their worst I assure you they’ll be fine. In a few day they’ll look as good as when it was in the sixties last week.
What’s the weather like where you live?