Last time I wrote about the crazy Colorado weather - when one day the
sun shines brightly and the next day snow covers everything (you can
find that post here -
Two Days, Two Weathers…). On Friday, roughly a foot of snow fell across
most of the area, and on Saturday I simply couldn’t stay home. So… you
guessed it - I drove to the Denver Botanic Garden to see how much damage
the snow had caused. Everything was covered with a thick blanket of
snow. Everything. Leaves were poking through the snow here and there
and, surprisingly, they actually looked pretty cool - bright patches of
color breaking through the endless white.
And suddenly the whole garden looked like real winter. The trees were
heavy with snow, the ponds were frozen, and the quiet paths looked
untouched. Stepping out of the car, I felt as if I had walked straight
into a fairytale.
But unlike Friday, Saturday’s forecast promised warmth. Real warmth,
something close to 50°F ;) And that meant the snow wouldn’t stay long.
The moment the sun climbed above the horizon, the slow melting began.
Luckily, when I arrived it was still early. The snow still covered
everything, soft and untouched, like on this crabapple tree. Only a few
blooms had opened the day before, and they didn’t survive the sudden
blast of cold. But most of the buds stayed tightly closed, safely
protected from the snow. Nothing bad happened to them this time (sadly,
the next week another snowfall would hit them much harder and almost all
the flowers would be lost, but that’s a story for the next time).
Meanwhile I wandered slowly through the gardens, discovering more and
more leaves and flowers touched by frost. Some were bent under the
weight of snow, others frozen in place. The scenes were both beautiful
and a little sad at the same time.
At moments it even felt as if I was walking through a quiet winter
forest. The snow softened every shape, every sound. The whole place
looked simply magical.
Here is the same crabapple tree with a magnolia nearby. Thankfully, only
two magnolia blooms had opened the day before, while the rest were
still safely wrapped inside their fuzzy buds, protected from the cold
and the snow.
But the sun kept climbing higher, and the snow kept melting faster. I
spent a couple of hours wandering the paths, and by the time I was ready
to leave, only an inch or so of snow still covered the ground.
Believe it or not, by the end of the day most of the snow had
disappeared completely and the garden looked entirely different.
Unfortunately, that happened after I left, so I have no proof of just
how quickly Colorado weather can change ;)
Thanks ChatGPT for polishing my story and adding some atmosphere to it ;)
Photos taken on March 07, 2026.
Beautiful!!
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