For the last several years my kids have asked me, "just what day are you leaving for Arizona?" With one exception, in the last 8 years, the first measurable snow fall has happened when I pack the car and head West.
Guess what it did last night?
It's pretty to look at, but anymore I don't want to drive in it and I don't think I have any closed shoes left in my closet.
It's going to be clear and sunny today so maybe it will melt off a bit.
A last check of the little trailer turned up a failing wheel bearing and chances of finding one on a Sunday are slim. So, it's looking like it'll be Monday afternoon before we hit the road. Murphy's Law, "Anything that can go wrong will go wrong." seems to be in full force this year!