Only two seasons in the year

This is what it looked like on my street Wednesday morning last week, the 20th of April. The fellow who delivers the morning paper didn't even come in off the road; he just tossed the bagged paper in the driveway. The city shut down for the day, too, mainly because most of the roads workers had been laid off a few weeks earlier.

I'm never surprised by this kind of weather. About forty years ago, on June 15th, I got a day off work because we'd gotten a decent snow fall the night before. My grandfather's generation used to just talk about two seasons, not four -- just summer and winter. By April month -- snow or no -- we are into summer, and that lasts until November or even early December. Then winter starts.

Kodak 200 film in my Kodak Retina 1a camera. Taken between shovel loads.