Looking outside now, in April, (which is claimed to be spring), I can’t see the grass in my backyard because it is covered in snow. This isn’t the first time mother nature has decided to gift us with snow in the spring, but just because it happens year after year doesn’t mean I’m any less inclined to complain about it.
This year’s late snow fall is even further demotivating because Blair and I just hatched a plan to start working on my truck that kind of hinged on good, or at least above 5 degree, weather.
For a little pick me up for myself, and all of you reading, here’s another recently viewed post consisting of both vehicular beauty and mayhem.
Here’s to hoping the weather picks up before April is out…