It was written in the receding line of snow at our neighborhood sledding hill – the last day of sledding for a while. Maybe for the season. With a string of 50 degree days ahead, the world is utterly transformed.
66/365: sledding hill
Today’s post title is also the title of a song by The Head & the Heart. We fell in love with this band after seeing them play live at Festival Palomino last fall.
avant garden 365 
This is powerful.
Thanks. One of those pictures that’s worth a thousand words…
Great picture. You really captured ending winter, starting spring, beautiful blue sky Dianne
Thanks. Kind of bittersweet when seasons change, I think.
That speaks volumes, the 1 child, sledding one last time, the snow, like you say the receding snow line, there is a melancholy feeling about each change of season albeit you are glad too.