Ah, remember all that beautiful sunshine last week? The cloudless skies, 20°C+ temperatures, the delight of spending a decent length of time outdoors again.
Remember also how I also knew it wouldn't last and determined to make the most of it?
Well, I'm glad I did now as this morning I was woken up by a very excited boy shouting, 'Mam! Mam! Tha sneachd ann!' (mam, mam, ha shnechg aoon) which translates as 'Mum! Mum! There is snow here!'
Sure enough, outside was a whiteout. Now normally I really don't mind the snow. I'm as excited as the boys when it starts to come down. In December. Or January.
In April, well, not so much.
After last weeks unseasonally high temperatures, the drop of around 20° today seemed all the more harsh. Thankfully at this time of year the snow doesn't last as long and the forecasters say it will be gone in a day or two.
The view this morning.