Over the past week we've had several nice days, and despite the small snowfall we had on Monday, almost all of the snow had melted from our yard.  I could see the patio for the first time since November.  I started to daydream about my plants and pots on the deck.  I even paged through a seed catalog, even though I mostly like plants that can take care of themselves.  Spring was on my mind and I was starting to feel the kind of optimism that happens when we move from Winter to Spring.

And then I woke up to this.


There are some good parts about this.  We don't have to go anywhere today and I ran all of our errands yesterday.  We can pile on warm stuff and go outside to enjoy the Last Snowstorm.  Because that's what this is.  And I mean it.