No one in these here parts needs a visual of what is now coating the grass outside.
But we northerners take a perverse delight in this 'hardship'. For it gives us future bragging rights:
"You think your weather is bad? We've had snow on May 5th. MAY!"
It makes us feel tough.
Now yesterday was a walk in the park. Literally. Pat and I had a leisurely stroll through the park across the road, down by the river. It was a gorgeous day.
Later I heard of a friend who had been outside with her dog. After their outside adventures, they picked 20 ticks off the dog.
Did a tick check before bed last night. All clear.
If it ain't ticks, it's snow. Yep, we are that tough.