somewhere between bizarre and fantastic

You wouldn't believe the weather!  -- I tell a waking Ed. Look outside -- we're back to snow!

I know it's not unusual to get an inch or two in April, but this is rather unexpected. We were warned: it'll be windy. But look what the winds brought in!






The cheepers are not happy. I try to clear a path for them to the barn. Very slowly they hobble over to its safe shelter.






It isn't really that cold -- just above freezing -- and the flowers are braving this sudden wet stuff well enough, but still, what a difference one passing cloud cover makes!











And then the sun comes out and Ed and I enjoy a leisurely breakfast in the sun room...






... and the cheepers come out of hiding and make their way toward the farmhouse...






I tell Ed -- this will melt in a minute.

And it does, until the next squall.






Followed by a quick melt. But I can already tell it wont last. Nothing today lasts more than a few minutes.






I tell the cheepers -- run! Another one's coming!






They don't need my warning. They move their little feet toward the garage with the speed that is impressive.






I watch this theater of blinding snow and brilliant sunshine from the kitchen, not believing that there could be a next one, but there is a next one...






... and again it melts -- and again there is a next one.






And the one after.






Sometimes I catch the transforming moment, when snow turns to sun, or at least it does so on one portion of the path, though not at another. Snow, sun, wind, snow...  Bizarre! -- I comment to Ed.





Fascinating! -- He responds.


It is today's story. Nothing else measures up.


How do you think of food on a day like this? Well, my shot of espresso is at home. I have no great desire to go out. And here's a happy discovery -- just as I'd given up on milk chocolate, finding it too sweet, I came across this seasonal treat at the store -- a Theo bar at 45% (so milk), with lemon flavor. Delicious!






For dinner? Oh, pizza. Nothing like flipping dough in the air (with all the hazards that this entails) to make you think of sweeter weather days. And yes, that's sunlight streaming into the room. At dinnertime. How about that!