I dove into the archives and found this photo that I had neglected to post. I think it was from last summer, but the photo was from Easter, I think. We were driving to my in-laws for brunch and it the sky was filled with fluffy clouds. I taught my niece the game where you look for shapes in the clouds. “It’s a cottonball,” she yelled.
Right now, our skies are gray, but you won’t hear anyone complain about scattered showers. We’re going to be a very thirsty state later this year. Send your leftover snow to us, please.