This sure takes me back. The view resembles all too many through the very same window over the years. (Man, we gotta move.) I actually shot this at 1:18 p.m. MST, but it was really dark with heavy clouds and what I can only call torrential corn snow—”graupel” to you meteorologists, and yes, that’s a German word (“au” pronounced like “ow” in cow). Little white pellets, not hail but snow. It doesn’t go clackety-click against the skylight. The stuff was coming down like someone kicked over a basket of it all at once.
Two days from now it’s supposed to be sunny and sixty degrees. Drought or no drought, I say bring it on. Not standing in the way of that!
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