Snow in March is just plain cruel.
Snow in December is magical; snow in January and February is expected and (usually) a welcomed change from the monotony of winter. But March? March is springtime, darn it. March should be sunny, warm and full of small, happy flowers.
Two members of our household are not complaining about the weather though.
But Marshall and I will be spending as much time as possible inside.
Happy Wednesday, everyone! And for those of you in warmer, sunnier climates … enjoy it for me : )