As I type these words, I can look out the window to see the falling snow. A few days ago I was wearing shorts and a t-shirt. Earlier today, it was in the 60s. Now it is heading toward freezing temperatures and there is white stuff on the ground. What in the actual ham sandwich?
As long as I’ve lived in this state (which is all my life), you’d think I’d be used to it by now. You’d think I would take it all in stride when we get three or four seasons in one week. But even now, I’m left scratching my head and wondering how in the world it could be snowing when it is practically spring.
I guess I can just enjoy it while it lasts and wait for the next unexpected crazy turn in the weather. Maybe a monsoon? Hopefully, it’ll just be sunny and 75.