We had a lovely springlike day yesterday.
This morning it was 50 degrees when I woke, but the rain had begun and it was positively blustery. By the time I got the girls to school and got to work, the temperature had dropped to the 30s.
The cold driving rain has turned to snow, which won't stick because the ground's too warm from the last few days. Still snow is better than rain.
It's all making me nostalgic for my college days in Albany, NY. This is the sort of weather we got there, followed by what my dear former housemate always refers to as "the mud season".
I don't miss the mud. But at least in Albany we got snow. Proper snow. Lots and lots of real winter.
Outside the library the stupid little crocuses that insisted on popping up this week are shivering. Serves them right.................