Arms draped with plastic-bagged groceries, I was almost to the front door when I saw it:
Spring green moss growing right next to a pile of snow.
Are you kidding me?
I dropped the bags and took phone photos.
I'm glad the neighbors weren't out to see me on the down-low,
hovering over tiny patches of green.
That's February in Kentucky!
We're perched right on the edge of spring, with one foot buried in a snow bank
and the other stretched toward a soft patch of new grass.
It must be time to start some seeds ...