Really?

Are you kidding me?

I went to bed last night to a great sound - gently falling Spring rains.  That soft patting of big drops on the roof and against the windows.  No driving winds, just the soft swooshing sounds as cars drive by.  I love those sounds.

So imagine my surprise when I get up and peek out the window set high above our entry and see white sticking to the branches of the Aspens out in the front of the house.  I think I actually shook my head and rubbed by eyes.  White?  Huh?  I may have even squinted and tried to make sure I was awake.  Yep, standing up.  Yep, hear the sounds of the boys downstairs getting breakfast.  I went back in the bedroom and checked out back - you know just to be sure it was white back there, too.  Sure enough.  Snow!

And not just a dusting - this is a couple inches of the stuff.  And fog! I love fog and we don't get it often.

It's the pretty kind - all heavy and drape-y.  I'm sure my poor daffodils and the trees in the back aren't so thrilled with being bent like that, but it's pretty nonetheless.  And we need the moisture - in a very bad way.

Alright, off to MOPS - no craft today :( and back to the grindstone.

Have a happy Thursday.