After months of frigid climates, early mornings shoveling mounds of snow, limited daylight, this weekend was a glimpse of hope. A reminder that there is more to Wisconsin than the winters. The sun rose at 6:45. By noon it was 55 degrees.
I got out my sandals, rolled up my pants, grabbed my camera and went walking through the puddles of melting snow.
I'm very happy with some of the pictures I got today. I have to learn how to post.