From the Department of WTF?

I turn into a 5-year old when it starts snowing. I thoroughly enjoy it. What's more, because I work from home, I'm never one of those people complaining about the commuting nightmare. But the scene outside my window is just plain odd. It's friggin' late March and this is what I'm seeing (that is my garage roof, which is usually pitch black):



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