This morning, it was above freezing here in upstate New York, near Binghamton, New York. The snow was melting, and rain was a couple of hours away.
We still have lots of snow on the ground, after our long stretch of cold and snowy weather.
In the sunrise, the sidewalk on Main Street in Westover was not showing any scenic beauty. What you are seeing is ice with standing water. Everything was dreary and dirty. This is the non-beauty of late winter snow here, not the stuff of Hallmark cards.
And then the rains came. And came. And came. But the temperature rose, to a high of 47 F (8.3 C). Melt, snow, melt! But don't flood! Our silent prayers came in unison.
Then, in late afternoon, the sun came out. Suddenly, the day was as sweet as honey. The sunshine penetrated through our minds, still in self imposed hibernation. Birds tweeted. "Spring is a month away!" the sunshine sang to us. "Open your coats and let the sunshine in. Dance and twirl in the the warmth. The golden hour is just minutes away! Awaken, maple trees, and feel the sap start to flow. Your time is almost here, too. Can the crocuses be far behind?"
And, at the end of the day, I slid on the ground as I took this picture. But tomorrow there is a promise for more sunshine, more honey.
And then, next week, it's back to lows below zero.
We'll enjoy the honey while we can.