We've noticed a kinda-sorta strange thing, since moving to Alaska a dozen years ago.
On Easter Sunday, the weather almost always changes. If we've had lots of snow, the sun comes out.
If it's been sunny, it rains.
Or today, after what is now the least snowy winter on record in Anchorage ... it snowed.
It's only a half-inch or so, and will soon be gone as we approach our predicted high of 45. But still the pattern holds.
Strange, that.