Thigh-deep in pondwater on Monday evening. 69 degrees (Clear out algae, scrub pond and retrieve rocks from the bottom, thoroughly terrorize fish that survived the winter.)
Fence waving like a flag in 60mph gusts on Tuesday afternoon. 50 degrees (Prop up with rope, old Bronco tire, 4x4s and firewood, hope dog is still backyard after school.)
Blizzard with whiteout conditions at Tuesday dusk. 30 degrees (Call Grammy and marvel.)
Snow showers and sunshine on Wednesday morning. 44 degrees (Take the kindergarten out to recess.)
Ya gotta love spring in northern Nevada. It defines the word "fickle" and makes us appreciate the relative calm of the other three seasons.
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