...a tropical heat wave.
It's 24C out there right now! Just got back from the park, to which I wore shorts and flip flops. Is this real life?
I'm still waiting, though. It's out there. Winter's last hurrah. I can feel it. Out running in the evening, when I pass into the shadows, or run by a snowy hollow, the cold is there, laying in wait. It hits me, fresh and shocking, a reminder of early spring snowstorms to come.
My husband thinks we have at least a late March, and maybe an April storm in store for us. I'm not sure what will happen, but I do know that as soon as I put out my spring porch decorations, snow is sure to come.
I'll let you know my plans.