I woke up Monday morning and it was snowing. It's late April. It doesn't snow in April where I'm from. I guess that was nature's way of saying, "Welcome to the west."
Either way it was beautiful. Huge, wet clumps of heavy snow. Adorned in my winter boots, pea coat, mittens, and camera- I went exploring. I figured it was maybe the last chance I'd get to wear my favorite plaid thrift store coat and furry suede boots that i waited years to finally let myself buy. But then again, I do live in Colorado now. Maybe I won't tuck them away just yet...