“April showers bring May flowers.”  Do you remember that fond adage?

In April, we just got a freezing rain/sleet storm on my tulips and other emerging reminders of spring.

We traveled through sleet pebbles as we drove down the road.  We slid a couple of times on our way to church.  It did not pay to be in a hurry that day.

When returning to the farm, I noticed the ice clinging to last year’s weeds and fence lines.   The glazing ice covered the sidewalk, so we made our way to the house on the grass.   The cows had to be kept in the barn during chore time.  Glare ice on the barnyard would be treacherously slippery.   The spectacle on the farm was beautiful, but dangerous.

The rain’s steady cadence did not deter my interest in capturing the beauty

of the moment.  I donned my winter jacket and grabbed my camera in order to preserve the beauty that was just beyond my front door.  It was cold and wet.  Tree branches hung low under the weight of ice.  The crack of one branch split through the air.   I am glad I took that time to discover special sights on the farm during what may be winter’s last stand.

Photo credit: Wenda Grabau
Photo credit: Wenda Grabau
Photo credit: Wenda Grabau