Awoke to snow, not the big remarkable piles of snow they're having on the eastern slope of the Rockies; no, just enough snow to make things really interesting. Just enough to highlight the oddity of Colorado spring weather. I parked my car in the sunshine so the snow would melt off during class this morning, leaving a puddle dripping down the driveway, but it was snowing again by the time class ended. I drove around with the snow fluttering into the open windows of my car; it wasn't too cold for that. On the way home I saw daffodils and snow. Cherry blossoms and snow. Motorcycles and snow. T-shirts and snow. Forsythia blossoms and snow. Bicyclists and snow.
I pulled into the bank parking lot, looping back around the block, and left my car running in a parking space. My camera on the mini tripod, zoomed to further down the sidewalk as I lay in the middle of the walkway by the corner of a busy street. I love being odd. It was an odd day.
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