No, no snow. That's our Kousa Dogwood. Not even frost. But it was right chilly--in the fifties all day Sunday. We went around closing windows and I hauled out some warmer clothes, but we resisted building a fire or turning on the heat. I did make soup for supper and John made bread which heated up the kitchen for a while.
We've already had Blackberry Winter--a cold snap when the blackberries were booming. This (very) late May cold snap is called Britches Winter because you have to get your long britches on. Or, in my case, a turtleneck, a hoodie, and a fleece vest.
And toward evening, John built a fire. Ahhhh!