On Monday afternoon, I took a walk downtown to remind myself what a New England small town looks during a snowfall ("wondrous" was the word that I came up with). Bitten by the photography bug as I am, I wanted to capture the moment, but since my car mechanic stole my camera (have you heard that story yet?), I had to make do with my cell phone's camera. I'll post some more pictures later, but here's an idea of what everything looked like:
24 hours later, I was in Houston. This is what everything looked like:
Is there a sort of jetlag associated with wildly changing the weather around you? Because I'm exhausted today.