Snowfall overnight in late April is rare here, but has its own strange appeal.
Unfortunately I had other obligations this morning, so I couldn’t go on a longer expedition, so I paid our campus a visit.
While the trees have mostly managed the extra burden, most flowers did not.
It’s not all sadness. Hours later, the snow was all gone, and the recovery has begun.
In the afternoon I went on a short hike at Pate Hollow. Many wildflowers were gone here, and tree blossoms have fallen. Grayness has returned.
But there still is life,
and thus hope.
The Inner Frame 