After lying in the sun in t-shirt and shorts on Sunday and baking in a car on Monday morning waiting to pick up a neighbour from the airport, Monday evening was wet. The mountain was hidden under dark clouds, a couple of rumbles of thunder sent foster dog scrambling for cover and the rain fell steadily.
This morning the clouds have cleared, and the mountain has a light covering of snow. It is the first day of Spring and the damp earth is going to help those spring flowers burst forth.