When Spring Rains Snow on Your Parade

So, Spring is trying bloom and blossom here in Colorado, which is cause for celebration because in general, residents of the Centennial state get a Spring like this: snow then sun then snow then sun. One day it's 70 degrees and the next day it's this: 

March 23, 2016

March 23, 2016

But we're resilient Coloradans, so we pick ourselves up and dye Easter eggs. And we brush the snow off of tender tulips and daffodils for Easter Sunday. Where no one wears pretty spring dresses but instead cobbles together weird tights-slash-bright-color-sweaters-slash-maybe-sandals. It's very awkward and very Colorado. 

Help! It's not supposed to be like this!

Help! It's not supposed to be like this!

Everything Is Awkward: Easter Sunday, 2016. Note the leggings, sweaters and long sleeves. As a Southerner, I believe in the right to wear springy fashions to church on Easter. This cannot be done without a maximum of weirdness in Colorado. 

Everything Is Awkward: Easter Sunday, 2016. Note the leggings, sweaters and long sleeves. As a Southerner, I believe in the right to wear springy fashions to church on Easter. This cannot be done without a maximum of weirdness in Colorado. 

Luckily, today I write this blog post and it's deliciously balmy outside, something like an insane 70 degrees. It's almost time to bring out the lawn mower and think about planting something. 

What about your neck of the woods? Warm and sunny, I hope?