Even though Jack Frost was doing a little toe and finger nippin’ this early morning, it was still wonderfully snow and ice free, so I happily set out on a walk. Even the sun showed up halfway through that extra-long walk as I meandered down to, then around, Council Point Park.
Could that esteemed weather prognosticator, a/k/a Punxsutawney Phil, and/or his nemesis, Woody, have gotten their predictions about Winter all turned around?
Or, are Al Gore’s global warming rants finally coming to fruition?
If it is the latter, I say bring that global warming on – especially this weekend when we are expected to frolic around outside in temps hovering at 60 degrees.
Is it really mid-February in Michigan?
Quick, let me feel Mother Nature’s forehead!
While I am enjoying this break from Winter, my boss is up north on a Winter break, and embracing the white stuff. He loves nothing more than snowshoeing in the forest and getting his handlebar moustache caked with snow, and, in general, enjoying each minute that he is freezing his butt off.
I am happy to report that my foot mileage has now surpassed the car’s mileage by five miles, and, that fact might have happened yesterday had I not had the significant snow squall put the kibosh on Wednesday’s walk. The traffic reports and warnings for Winter driving early Wednesday morning were pretty dire . So, I peered out the window before layering up and lacing up my walking shoes. It was clear as a bell! So, off I went, with nary a snowflake or icy patch in sight.
Well, nothing like the expectation of a nice walk, duly suiting up to enjoy same, when fifteen minutes later, and at least a mile away, a snow squall appeared. Well that sudden burst of snow burst my bubble bigtime. Those snowflakes were massive and stuck everywhere they landed. I quickly headed back and looked like the Abominable by the time I reached home.
I dealt with all the wet clothes after I came in, sipped some coffee, looked outside a short time later, and the snow had stopped, and the sun was shining.
I think Mother Nature is toying with us don’t you?
Hopefully she has flipped her hourglass in the wrong direction and we are headed toward Spring and leaving Winter far behind.
[Image by Leunert from Pixabay]