Clicking the pics won't bring back the flowers, but it may prolong their memory.
Bowing their heads to a force of nature greater than themselves the flowers suffered the most from the snow storm. They were either laid down by the weight of the snow, or frozen and died. Either way it looks like their struggles for a day in the sun has come to a sudden end.
Things are slowly returning to normal. The snow has all gone, but the temperatures are still pretty chilly with the high for today in the low 50s, but tomorrow is supposed to be about 70°, so it will be a lot more tolerable than yesterday and the day before.
Even though there's been zero sunshine the last 2 days, and almost no sun for the two days before that, I've still got about 30% of my 400 amps of battery power left. And that's without having to go into conservation mode where I turn off my computer if I'm not using it, don't use the microwave oven at all, and turn off any lights that I don't need.
Of those three things, the biggest amp user is my 17 inch Asus laptop, which will use between 8 and 12 amps just sitting around doing nothing, much like me, because I too sit around doing nothing while using up resources. Then the 1000 watt microwave, a colossal amp burner sucking up about 140 amps when it's on but is seldom on, and when it is, it's only for a minute or so. And then the lights whose amp use is minuscule because I changed the lights out for LEDs in 2013, the year I bought the Arctic Fox.
The most significant change that has affected me for this cold weather is running my radiant heater all day and at night until I go to bed. That uses up a lot of propane, and it just so happens that Denver has, by far, the highest-priced propane of anyplace I travel. You would think in a big city it would be just the opposite. But my little Hearthrite radiant heater keeps the Arctic Fox warm and comfy sitting in absolute silence in the living room, sipping propane and doing its job with as little fuss as possible.
The translucent yellow color of this remaining flower shows that it froze last night as did the rest of its family. Death comes quicker to some than to others, but come it shall.
It looks like this flower managed to survive, yet the one directly under it didn't. To paraphrase John Donne; "Ask not for whom the bell tolls; it tolls for thee."
What little remaining snow we have is where the snow was deepest. But even that will be gone in a few hours.