Snow-mixed-with-rain every day this week. But we've comforted ourselves with "At least it's not sticking."
And this morning, middle of April, I look out the window ...
and it's sticking.
It's not deep enough to shovel yet.
But the grass, the deck, the neighbors' roofs -- snow.
Intellectually I know that I'll be leaving the house without a winter coat in, oh, say, a month. But in my gut I don't believe it will ever happen: I'll be wearing a winter coat for the rest of my life ....
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