When did it happen?
I'm not sure, but happen it did.
The snow hills at the Rockwell Collins Parking Lot are gone, gone, gone. No snow or sign of snow or ice left in Iowa.
After 80 degrees and impressive thunderstorms Sunday, the lack of snow isn't a great surprise, it's just that in my inattention, I totally missed this transition to spring. At least I caught this crocus blooming in my front yard.
Oh well. It was in the 20s this morning on my ride--cool, but not so cool that I needed my hood. Hoodless riding--another sign that spring is indeed here. Biking season is officially underway!