This morning we woke up to a light snowfall. Enough to get a soft covering of white on the grass and a chill in your bones. So Joe and I went out to have a little fun … he really just took it all in stride as if it was nothing new … guess it is in the blood!
By noon all traces were gone from the ground – though a light dusting still falls in place of rain. The last of old man winter … and hints of things we miss.