Yesterday was Easter Sunday. One’s focus was on the story of the resurrection, but the reality of the day was the weather. After the East Coast had experienced three Nor’easters during March, the weather that included plunging temperatures and snow/ice captured our attention here in Central Missouri.
After getting home from Easter services and the family late lunch, we closed the garage door to precipitation. In no time, the wet rain drops turned to sleet–no grauple. It poured grauple and the yard turned white with green. I could not resist coining the term that had been whispered from the weather people as the “Snow’Easter” hit. And I grabbed my phone to record. . .