It snowed here this morning.
No problem, I'll wait as you wipe off your computer screen where you undoubtedly spit your coffee before yelling, “It SNOWED? Jiminy Christmas, it’s APRIL!!”
No, really. It snowed this morning. Maggie’s back was covered in snow and ice pellets when we came in from our morning walk. I wore my snow hat and Cory’s enormous wool jacket. And ski gloves.
It freaking snowed. In April.