Did I sleep through summer?  Yesterday began with snow on the ground.  Later, more was falling from the sky.  (Didn’t get pix of that.)

As I write this, the temp is in the sixties F (abt 17 C) and Sylvia is working in the flower beds.

Why snow on May 15?  Perhaps it was the aftermath of our mild winter?

If one wishes to complain, there is always a reason to be found.  If, on the other hand, one wishes to be joyful there are abundant motives for that.