Now those of you in the North East or other places of regular snowfall will scoff at this as nothing. "Springtime weather!" you might declare. But in a place where we are in shorts and t-shirts at Christmas it is something wondrous, magical, and more than a little odd. Snow covered palm trees? Snow men on sailboats? Just a bit different from what you might expect.
So, here are some pictures of my yard that I took this morning. Yes, they are all from inside the warm house through the great invention of insulated double pane windows. Snow may be beautiful, but I was born a Southern boy and my blood is thin.