April 12: A little spring snow
Kristen Lindquist
It happens every year, and we always express shock; you'd think we didn't know better. It always snows at least once in April. Even after the crocus have bloomed, peepers chorus among the cattails, and robins chortle in our back yards again, even after teenagers have been running around town in shorts for a week and someone has been considering swimming in the lake two days after official Ice Out, even after all that full-on spring-y stuff... the potential for snowfall has not diminished. And sure enough, today: ice pellets interspersed with rain and big wet flakes.
Full-blown flurries
while we watch the Masters,
envy its azaleas, lush greens.
Full-blown flurries
while we watch the Masters,
envy its azaleas, lush greens.