Forsooth! Forsythia!!

It's the time of the year here in Denver when our baby forsythia, now beginning to be big enough to put on a pretty good show in the spring, is checking her makeup and preparing for her cue to enter, stage right.

This shot, taken today, shows one itty-bitty blossom against the gray sky.

Of course, it is, and has been, spring for several weeks now, at least technically. Then, again, I'm at 5300 feet above sea level here at my house. This means that spring, even in mid-April, can cause the forsythia to get some very cold feet.

Yes, we had one of those semi-major snow storms today that bluster their way across the Denver area this time of year, threatening to bury us until reality strikes: it's not cold enough for the snow to pile up seriously anywhere but on the grass, cars, and any tree silly enough to have leafed out already (almost none have).

Thanks for the moisture, Mother Nature!

UPDATE: less than 24 hours after I shot the photo which illustrated the snow we had accumulated, all signs of it had disappeared. It is supposed to be 70 degrees tomorrow (that will be three days since the original post). Denver is at an elevation which allows for more snow than our latitude might indicate should be expected, but the flip side is, the sun is encumbered by more than a mile less atmosphere than folks have at the ocean beaches. So, we get more snow, and when the sun comes out, it melts faster than at lower elevation. And, sunburn? Yeah...we can do sunburn in Denver. Not to mention the raccoon eyes of weekend skiers we see in the office every Monday all winter long!