When it's springtime in the Rockies

On Tuesday I wore a short-sleeved shirt and sandals and rejoiced in the warm weather. This morning I woke up to snow and it hasn't stopped during the last three hours. Snow in April is just sick and wrong.

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Cicada said…
I know. And it just keeps piling up and piling up. This is not fair AT ALL.
4/06/2006 11:05 AM
emily said…
you read my mind
4/06/2006 11:16 AM
AmyJane said…
Blech. Here at school we are having yet another inside recess. The kids are insane and hyper and cranky and teh last thing I want is to be cooped up during lunch with their hormonal little selves. Whew. Aren't I just a cheery teacher? :)
4/06/2006 11:23 AM
Katria said…
And at 9:30 the rain is still coming down. I echo your sentiments.
4/06/2006 9:32 PM
Erin aka- absent-minded secretary said…
Normally, I like rain, like nice springy April showers, but this, this extreme weather was unnecessary in April.
4/06/2006 10:34 PM
Earth Sign Mama said…
Here are two thoughts:
Thought #1
Students in elementary school will run and scream everyday---teachers just hope that the students will be outside at recess when that occurs.

Thought #2
When I was a child growing up at 7000 feet elevation in the lovely Rocky Mountains, there was exactly one Easter Sunday that I remember with bare grass showing in our yard. Most of our family's Easter photos (with all six sisters lined up in our new dresses) is taken in a yard filled with snow. It rarely melted until May...like the second week. This is why I've tried to live the rest of my life since then in Southern California or close to it.
4/06/2006 10:54 PM
Lady Steed said…
I am so sorry.
4/07/2006 4:38 PM
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