The calendar says it’s the end of March. My daffs and hyacinths are up and budding. The grass
is was greening up nicely. The temps should be in the 50s and 60s. We’re ready or winter to make its annual exit, stage left.
Except Old Man Winter had very different plans. Plans that didn’t include the traditional spring break vacay so many people look forward to this time of year. He took this week to dump another 8 inches of snow on Middle Missouri! So don’t put those winter coats away just yet.
But the up side to this is that our grandson is here visiting us from Alabama for his school spring break. And he’s never seen this much snow….ever. Peanut was only one year old when she experienced this much snow, and I’m sure she doesn’t remember. So, it’s like she’s experiencing it for the first time…again.
Here’s what it looks like when two Alabama kids are turned loose in a snowstorm.
There is something about throwing snowballs at my camera that is simply irresistible to her. Notice the direction of the furball’s momentum as he’s leaping to catch the snowball. Yes, right towards me.
And that’s how you play in a snowstorm.