Today, once again, we incurred the wrath of Mother Nature who wreaked havoc with our morning drive or our walking plans … but, on the plus side, she did allow us to reach that much-coveted record of the snowiest Winter in the books since the Winter of 1880-81. So, whether we want to whine about it, or perhaps tell our grandchildren about trudging and shoveling our way through this most-miserable season, we collectively made it through 94.8 inches of snow. I personally lost track of how many Polar Vortex events or bitterly cold days were in the record books this Winter season. All I know is that ol’ Mother Nature sure was conflicted the last 24 hours, eh? As the old saying goes, “it’s a woman’s prerogative to change her mind”, and the way I see it, Mother Nature just re-emphasized women’s reputation as being indecisive after we experienced a nearly 50-degree range of temps in a 24-hour time period. About an hour ago I looked out the window and all the snow is gone – poof … like it didn’t really happen. Now that we’re at April’s half-way point, and since the official shattering of the snowfall record is now behind us, going forward we all hope Mother Nature is done tweaking our post-Winter weather and she settles on a nice warm Spring and there will be no more capricious capers that involve the white stuff. When I peered outside this morning, that robin that frequents my house was scowling more than usual since he missed his breakfast of worms and grubs which he sure couldn’t unearth beneath the snow-covered grass. A few sparrows huddled together trying to keep warm up high in the plum tree and I’m sure that if they had shoulders, they would have shrugged them in disbelief, just as we humans all did.