Snow.

March 21, Frisco.

And it snowed.
By morning three inches had accumulated. The tent could break and was taken down, the crew starting at three in the morning shoving snow off in an attempt to save the shows. They were canceled and we got the day off.
I had gotten up at seven to take pictures of what I thought would be moody shots of the solitary tent and ended up documenting the crew taking it down and struggling in the bitter wind, the material sticking to the mud underneath the snow, heavy with moisture. I got cold too, shooting with no gloves or warm boots.
Courtney arrived yesterday to officially buy the minivan from us (she's been using it since she left) so we went to lunch and then Ikea, where the kids had a great time.