Snowed in

It's April, right? Take a look at your calendars, if you would, and please confirm the month. April, you say?

The reason I'm asking is that we are in the middle of our third snowstorm of the week, and it's beginning to feel a little bit like February. Except that in February it was 75 degrees and flowers were blooming, April-style.

This is why all the closets in the house are overflowing: There's never a safe time to put away either wool sweaters or short shorts (a problem that applies only to Greg's closet).

Confession: This photo is from a couple weeks ago when we went up to the mountains for a failed modeling job for the Norasaur (another story for another time). It's not actually that snowy here today, but it's kinda close.