We get our best blizzard of the year on April 18. Go figure.
Thursday night. It begins.
My front door a couple hours later (plus inadvertent self-portrait).
The next morning.
Ready to brave the elements.
One last look at home before wading through snowdrifts out to my truck.
My driveway. Good thing I parked my truck out on the main road the night before.
Turns out it doesn’t matter where I marked my truck, I’m evidently not going to work. Back to my warm shack to plant some tomato seeds!
The next morning. Beautiful!
One good thing about the drawn-out spring is the maples are more than making up for the crappy season last year.
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