It’s Friday the Thirteenth, and this morning we woke to the first snow of the winter. (I don’t believe there is a correlation.) The weather forecasters were predicting several inches of the stuff, but in reality we probably got just enough to make driving hazardous.
Usually we’ve had at least a foot or two by now, and drivers have gotten their “sea legs” in how to handle themselves. But this year was different. Autumn lingered; and when Winter finally arrived, she showed as little interest in freezing temperatures and blustery winds as Earl does all the time. Humans enjoyed this respite, but the trees and plants were confused. Some even started to bud, apparently thinking Spring was on its way.
Today cured everyone and everything of that notion. The pond in front of our home is the color of antifreeze, and everything else around it is clad in white. The forecasters are saying night temperatures will drop, and it will remain cold for several days.
I think it’s time to get out the real boots, the full length coat, and the extra gloves. Or maybe just hibernate at home.
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