Eight Inches

We were down to muddy patches of snow. The end was in our grasp. Folks had already laundered their long underwear for the last time and folded it up for summer storage.

Those of us who tend to put things off, were pretty proud of ourselves for having waited so long to remove our studded tires. We were sitting pretty during the random snow event earlier in April.

I swapped my tires over last Saturday. Who'd have guessed I still might need them?

I did decide to leave work an hour early yesterday afternoon to avoid being caught on the road to the daycare and not being able to pick up Alicia in time. Even so, the roads were slow going, but not super slick. So that worked out well enough.

I got to the daycare thinking they might have been cooped up inside all day due to the storm. Nope! The playground was dotted with little bundled preschoolers having a great time! The favorite game seemed to be yanking on low hung tree branches to douse yourself with clumps of wet snow.


Several of the classes had already sent their snowsuits home for the season. But not the Eagles! Boots, hats, gloves, and snowpants for everyone! That's Alicia May in the pink hat.





On the home front, we probably won't be playing on our swingset for a little while yet.