Fluffy

This morning I was talking to my friend CS about the snow on the way to Redmond (where she was then residing). We were talking about driving on snow, and what sort of snow is best to drive on, and all that. As we were talking I headed out of my room and down the hallway. My gaze naturally took in the view presented by the hall windows... and what do you know? there was snow.

Snow in March in the Willamette Valley of western Oregon! It is something to talk about, I'll write.

It hailed this afternoon as I ran from Magruder to Dryden — one time when I was thankful to be wearing glasses.
And then it snowed some more.
And who knows what awaits me this evening.