Our birds arrived from Jen (for the Mud Puddles swap) just barely ahead of the snow. I was hoping they might magically flap their wings and drive off the white flakes, but no such luck. We still got 3 or 4 fresh inches.
To make up for the lack of green outside, though, I bought a tiny pot of shamrocks at Trader Joe's to celebrate the first of March. Along with a box of pastel colored macarons, it was as close to making spring happen as I could get.