You Don't Fool Me, Mother Nature

You plaster us with snow three weeks earlier than normal time for a first snow.

Then late in the afternoon, you melt it back to halfway up the mountain.

You clear the sky and let us marvel at the reflection in the melted snow on the back deck.

You try to distract us by reminding us how beautiful snow-covered mountains are at sunset.

You don't fool me, Mother Nature.   I know exactly what you're up to with those clear skies at night.