Two months ago my family and I took a trip to visit relatives in Texas.  After a full day’s travel, we noticed that the trees and grass were about a month further into Spring than where we lived.  Spring was another month ahead by the time we reached the Houston area.

We had a great time…no jackets, no snow, no pearly-gray skies.  One day we went to the beach in Galveston.  My children were entranced by the ferry, by the dolphins and by the ocean itself.  We gave them disposable cameras and let them click away.

When we came home, I started planning my garden.  Most people here don’t plant gardens until Memorial day because the threat of snow can last that long.  Last week I finally broke down and bought bedding plants.  I thought I would get them planted this morning, but when I woke, there was a layer of snow on the ground. 

I wasn’t even disappointed.  Half the fun of Spring in North Dakota is that it plays games with you, and you never know what to expect.  The snow is already melted, but we’re supposed to have rain showers next week.  Who knows?