Spring Has Brought Me Such a Nice* Surprise

The day we moved in, the sky was clear, the sun was shining. I figured we probably wouldn't get around to our boxes of clothing so I had duffle bags packed for everyone with clothes and other necessities for the next few days, just in case. What I didn't plan for was this:


This is what we woke up to early Sunday morning. The church clothes I had packed for me and Zoe included lightweight, shorter skirts/dresses and a t-shirt. So, at 8 am I started ripping into our boxes hunting for sweaters and corduroy. Since then it has snowed (or been cold enough to do so) every day that we've lived here. I guess I thought April meant something around here. How sorely mistaken I was.