I woke up to a beautiful spring storm with sticky, wet snow that clung to every surface.
I drove out to Tower Hill Botanic Garden to see how the poor spring flowers were surviving the late snowstorm.
The wind was really whipping, so I did slip indoors to warm up a little. This was the most beautiful tulip in the main hallway!
The poor magnolias!
And the poor daffodil field. They were crushed and weighed down by the heavy, wet snow.
What a difference a week makes!