I’m back from a week in Las Vegas, and now here comes the snow to welcome us home. We were almost starting to believe spring might have been coming. I was even wearing short sleeve shirts. But you know February and March are always like this, flip-flopping between every kind of weather imaginable. So it’s not surprising at all.
Although Carson City missed the worst of the storm. We got a slight dusting of snow, with more light flakes falling as I write this. Reno, though, got dumped on with nearly a foot of powder. Another indication of how wild these storms can be.