Not exactly the way one would picture April arriving. Instead of sweeping in on a soft gentle breeze it blows in on a cold breath of wind dropping three inches of snow along the way.
And to celebrate the beginning of April...I sat in front of my fire and ate soup.
The sun is shining this morning.
The snow will be gone before I can blink twice.
And complaining about a little snow seems trite ...considering what day it is.
Song: Irene, Toby Mac
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