Sun-dried snow

While Tom and I were discussing the possibilities of finding sun-dried tomatoes (not oil-packed, the recipe states firmly) somewhere around here in rural Wisconsin for the Fettuccine with Spinach and Feta Cheese he is making for dinner, I wandered over to the deck doors and looked out. It was snowing. Not heavily, just a flurry that lasted less than a minute. It was enough to send Sundance scurrying back to the door and asking to be let in, though.

It is about 42 degrees and cloudy. The weather report says 10% chance of precipitation, so I guess that was the 10%.