Spring Again
OK: So we were outside, reveling in the balmy 60+ weather, slowly easing into some of the spring cleanup of the flower beds–we hafta get the old muscles used to yard work–and some random woman walks by and tells us to watch out–another snow storm is coming. Now, she looks sort of marginal, so we smile, and obligingly groan at the thought of more snow, and exchange wishes for a good day, and continue on with our task as she continues on her own journey. And we laugh, because snow was not on the radar according to our sainted local weatherman, Dick Goddard. Well, damned if the evening news didn’t predict snow on Sunday. Two thoughts came immediately to mind: 1) I am SO bored with cold and snow and 2)Does our walking woman listen to a more accurate forecaster–or is she a seer?