Not done yet winter?

Last night the wind blew hard and the rain turned to ice and then to snow. It howled all night long and this morning, this is what greeted us.

It’s such a different feel when these things come at the end of the season. It’s like a last gasp at winter, a final shot if you will. We all know that it won’t last the day, so it’s almost more funny than threatening.

The roads were a mess through, but by noon the warm sun had already been doing its work and turning things to slush.

Anyway, for posterity sake, the last shot at winter. We hope.