Spring

So I'm sitting here at the cabin beside a heated woodstove (absolutely lovely) looking outside at a passing snowstorm.  Just last week the temperature was at a dreamily 75 degrees and I was soaking it up.  Not so much now.

I don't mind the cold weather that much, especially since I now have a great working woodstove to sit beside.  Delicious.

Whilst I'm staring out the window, sounds of Call of Duty plays in the background.  Yes, this is a wonderful Sunday in the mountains in springtime.