Old Man Winter is still fighting to retain his icy grip on Utah and to surrender the battle with Spring here in Utah. On Friday the temperature rose to the mid-seventies in the valley but you would not know that this morning.
I woke up to find six inches of fresh snow on the ground. Spring time snow showers here are generally heavy and wet and the roads have gotten warm enough that the snow doesn’t stick on them well. But it was really coming down hard at times earlier this morning.
Two days ago I was camping on Antelope Island State Park and it was a glorious sunny day.
Trees have already begun to bloom here, the forsythias golden yellow flowers are in their glory all over town. I’ve seen daffodils, crocus, bluebells and snowdrops in bloom and the birds are busy with nest building. I guess Old Man Winter doesn’t want to lose this fight. But he will.
I had hoped to go down the hill this morning to a local pond to see if I could get some bird photographs but the light was pretty crummy and the ducks were all nestled and hidden in the phragmites and cattails. Spring must be getting its second wind about now because the sun is trying to break through the clouds even as the snow keeps falling. Perhaps I will get the chance to photograph those birds after all today.
Who knows for sure with this crazy springtime weather in Utah.