Tuesday, March 20, 2012

Muddy Spring

Spring in the mountains of Colorado isn't like other places. 

Spring isn't flowers blooming

Spring isn't buds opening up on the trees.

Spring isn't cute little forest animals twittering around in song.

Spring isn't even cute little sun dresses and new white leather sandals.

No no, Spring is simply and completely summed up in one small word for us.


Mud mud and more mud.

With perhaps, a little snow thrown in for good measure.

Although it is important to note that despite today being noticeably colder than last week when these pictures were taken  (Adrianna had an ear infection, which is why she was in her jammies outside in the middle of the afternoon, and Kristina had just come from the fairy princess birthday party which should fully explain her attire), it didn't snow.

Which is kind of a big deal for us.

Since there are MANY first days of spring for us that come complete with half a foot of fresh snow.

Don't worry though, I have a feeling Nature is just saving it up for celebrating the 4th of July this year.

You might think I'm kidding about it snowing then. I'm totally not. It happens every 5 or 10 years that you get to watch snowflakes fall and fireworks burst at the same time. Because Colorado does that.

Welcome mud Spring!


  1. In Alaska, we called spring "break up" because that is when the ice would finally break up and start clearing from roads, streams, yards. Yes, there was lots of mud involved.

  2. Wow. That is so bizarre to me. We get snow every 5 to 10 years. And that's usually half an inch...I clearly need to come visit you.