In the past few days we have had rain, fog, clouds, sun, and heavy snow. March is such an unpredictable month.
I remember the winter storm of ‘93, March 13th to be exact, when I was stranded overnight at work. We marked the rising snow accumulation on the windows, every hour, with White-Out (how appropriate). George got out the snow shoes and trudged a mile through the fields to bring me fresh clothes the following morning. I had to work another half day until relief workers could make it in.
I haven’t heard of any storms in the forecast, thank goodness, but the cold lingers on with temps expected around 15 degrees in the morning.
I’m on the lookout for any signs of spring, and here is my assurance that it’s near…..
