Today has been one of those extremely rare days for Wyoming—when the sky becomes completely overcast and the sun seems absent; when rain is steady all day in the form of a light drizzle and an occasional mix of wet snow between the hours; when the wind blows elsewhere for once and as one colleague of my reported, "the snow is falling straight down instead of sideways."
It's a day that might normally sadden me if it were, say October, but knowing that it is late April and the days grow longer, I'm not bothered in the slightest by the dampness or the cold that accompanies its reign over the day.
Tomorrow the forecast promises warmer weather and the usual blessing of sun that is abundant in this part of the world. I welcome its return as much as I welcome the quiet of this cold, damp day with its big drops of water on the new growth, the robins' chirps throughout the neighborhood, the hiss of the car tires on the streets' wet pavement and the stillness in between it all.
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