Premature Celebration

My celebration of spring may have come too soon. I walked out of church today to find Rexburg transformed. Gale force winds, blur of snow, and white drifts carved into odd shapes...

The view outside our front window: I could hardly see the house across the street.


The camera doesn't capture the wind and snow. I wish you could see the neighbor's tree flailing violently. It looks so wild in the wind. I guess March does come in like a lamb and out like a lion!