It must be April in the mountains. “It’s not spring until it snows on the dogwood blossoms,” the old timers up here say. It’s a good day to make chicken soup and snickerdoodles, leaf through seed catalogs and neglected ideas.
Friday, April 13. 4,200'.
You’re too industrious. I’ll just indluge my snow ADD, lay around and listen to my favorite music. Yessss……
wow!!!! so beautiful!!!!!
love that you are at 4200′, happy that I am not!!