Plus ça change

plus c'est la même chose ...
Easter weekend was glorious. The sky was blue. No grumpies in the coffee shops and post office. The sky was blue, the wind blew, and the water was poured.

Our granddaughter sat on the deck and sipped her juice, while crayoning happily.

A picnic on the deck, playtime in the water.

then a well-made lasagna for all.
It doesn't get any better than this!
I knew it would come to an end.
Weather-addict hubby forecast it.
And we had the snow tires taken off of the car...

Poor old Bob IV (or is he Bob V?), covered in teency-weency hailstones. And snow flurries all day. (His job is to hold down the BBQ cover in high winds. He's doing a fine job.)

The green pines look happy, the fragrant cedar more than pleased with the previous days rain,


but the deck...
Yes, we have rain this week. But, no, this is not all we have had.

For skywatch Friday (can't see the sky!), a bit late due to volunteer work with Expressive Art Therapist Elke Scholz ...see the photo slide show!