one last tantrum

Today is April 30th.

Today I woke up to 3 inches of snow on the ground.

Confused?

Me too.

I was just about to bemoan the fact that Utah may never figure out that it's spring when my roommate reminded me:

this is my last chance to wear my winter clothes.

So bundle up for one last hoorah:

Boots.

Scarf.

P-coat.

Gloves.

I was toasty and warm,

but it was 50 degrees by 1:30 in the afternoon.

Dear Utah,

I may never understand your weather patterns,

but you've definitely got a sense of humor.