So this morning I woke to a clear dawn and...SNOW on the ground. It snowed, apparently around 4 in the morning when I was asleep, so there was a thin, patchy blanket of pretty white snow, already melting away as the temperature had come up and the sun was rising.
Snow before breakfast...no snow after breakfast...sunny (still cold and windy, but not AS cold though every bit as windy.)
The rain Monday wasn't much, but yesterday's rain put significant water in the tanks and raised the lily pond water to overflowing. An early birthday present.
Lovely, lovely day. And yesterday's bread turned out well.
For those who feel they must know, the magic number is 63. Factored, it gives me 3 x 3 x 7, and since my birth date is third month, seventh day--3-7--I'm treating this as a third "superbirthday" in terms of mood...it's the third time my age has been a multiple of my birth date.
Kind of fun. It's windy for good photography (can't hold the big lens steady, even on a tripod, in this much wind) but I can do catch shots easily enough.