Revenge Served Cold

Do you remember that movie Star Trek 2: The Wrath of Khan?  He stated that an old Klingon proverb was: “Revenge is a dish served best cold.”  I don’t know about that but I do know that to me February is often mother nature’s revenge…not that it’s all that cold usually but it seems my longing for spring comes to a head and yet there’s the last roars of winter that are often to be heard and certainly felt.  The sun is beginning to seem more spring-like…it just has a tinge to it that lets me know spring is out there.  I love when it peaks through the pine tree on our yard letting me know there’s hope out there: .  Yet this morning winter served us some breakfast.  The good news is that it’s already melting.  The trees must have spent the night catching snow flakes from the look of things.  By the this afternoon I suppose the snow will melt and stop its branch balancing act…in spite of myself I do think it’s nice to look at.  I sat waiting to catch this photo at just the moment this drop fell…not quite as spectacular as I’d hoped but there you have it.  The rocks are soaking up the morning sun and freeing themselves of the thin blanket of snow that fell last night.  I always like the snow caps on the fence posts.  Next one of my favorite photos of the morning…can’t say why but it is:  .  The stones in back in the shade look like frosted candies…look a late box of frosted chocolates left over from Valentine’s Day.  Good to watch my footing on these rocks…they’re slippery!  The pine has a slight dusting of snow as well.  Wondering around looking for good shots I found a Flicker all puffed up against the morning cold.  Whatever dish has been served up to you, I pray it’s not cold…it is for me today.