“Look outside,” he tells me.
“There is like 3 inches of snow covering everything.”
“No way.” My face crinkles up in disbelief, challenging him to prove it.
I lift the blinds.
“Oh. My God.” A tree directly out our bedroom window jumps at me in all its white glory. There’s at least 4 inches of snow clinging to every crevice of every branch. It’s a lot like being in an alternate universe at this moment — that’s how unexpected this April snow-covered world is. In the driveway, his car is covered in heavy snow. Chunks melt and slowly slide down his defrosting windshield, kerplunking on the drive way.
“I need my camera!” I run for the office, find it, resurface and for some reason my face lifts in a widespread grin.
He glowers. “Why are you excited?” he asks, leery. “This is not good.”
“I knoooow. But…oh my gosh.”
April snow. It’s apparently a big enough deal that I’m blogging about it. And offering photo evidence, because in about 24 hours the world will be completely green again.