By Glynn Harris
Late last Friday, I watched sleet bounce off the hood of my car as I drove home from town. Next morning, I had to use the defroster to clear ice from an overnight freezing drizzle from my windshield. The bridge over I-20 was icy. Some folks reported seeing snow flakes.
I didn’t see any snow but I did find some daffodils incased in ice growing beside the road. I saw flowering quince and forsythia blooming red and golden. These determined blossoms are heralding a special magical time of year