snow drops
A 'frozen hurricane' rolled into town this weekend, blowing gale-force winds off the lake and dumping over a foot of snow in the area. The power decided to cut out soon after I put a loaf of the no-knead bread from Artisan Bread in Five Minutes a Day into the oven. Had I actually spent time making the bread, I probably would have been disappointed. But alas, no-knead and slow bake somehow brought forth bread so good that it was gone before it could be captured by the camera.
Today, amidst the melting the snow the first flowers appeared in the garden. They're called snow drops. Perfect, don't you think?
oh my! We had a 90 degree day today. Want me to send you some warm? The snowdrops are so sweet.
Posted by: Sarah Jackson | 13 April 2008 at 11:29 PM
love those snow drops!
i have no knead bread bubbling in the bowl right now. :)
Posted by: erin | 14 April 2008 at 07:18 AM
One of my favorite stories as a child involved a girl being forced by her wicked step-mother to find a way to collect snowdrops in summer. Luckily, she ran into Winter, who so respected her love of living things that he conjured some up on the spot.
I'm glad the bread turned out well!
Posted by: hadley | 14 April 2008 at 10:45 AM
Ooh, the bread sounds yummy. I love your seasons--wish we had them.
Posted by: Mary Beth | 14 April 2008 at 02:11 PM
I like the contrast between the strong wave breaking and the delicate yet frozen "weed" of a plant. Beautiful!
Posted by: Margaret | 14 April 2008 at 08:41 PM
Wow, I hope you're thawing out too. I love snowdrops!
Posted by: Tracy | 16 April 2008 at 08:00 AM