This time the weather forecast was right on. A winter weather advisory posted yesterday was amazingly accurate. Unfortunately.
The sleet hitting my bedroom windows was loud enough to wake me just after 6. I peeked through the blinds to see that 3″ of snow had fallen during the night. The sleet continued off and on — mostly on — for an hour.
No yoga class for me this morning, I said to my cats.
It’s a great morning to read online newspapers, because my print editions haven’t arrived yet at 10.
It’s a great morning to live in an Epcon/Wilcox community, where someone else clears the snow.
It’s a great morning to be retired, to have a choice about whether you will venture outside. I admire my hardy neighbors who do.
Jane took advantage of (what I hope will be) the last chance for cross country skiing this season.
I’ll leave the great outdoors to them until it’s a little more welcoming. And that can’t be soon enough.
Come on, already. It’s March.