… and it must have laryngitis by now since it is has been roaring since early this morning.
Unbelievably, yesterday we were enjoying Spring-like temperatures. We reached 59 degrees in late afternoon, with weathermen crowing about #Pure Michigan, the slogan for the advertising campaign used to lure tourists to the Mitten State.
After finally reaching a record high of 60 degrees, things went downhill very quickly.
In the wee hours of the morn, torrential rain began, which continued until afternoon when the rain suddenly morphed into heavy, wet snow.
We’ve had about an inch of snow an hour, even thunder snow and lightening, and an icy mess will ensue tomorrow after the snow machine finally winds down later tonight.
My agenda tomorrow morning won’t be a walk in the Park, tripping along the perimeter path and passing out peanuts to the squirrels, but instead, I’ll be dusting off the shovel once again and getting myself in gear to hoist and heft that heavy snow.
Hopefully this weekend, I’ll get a chance to sneak down to my favorite nature nook, if the perimeter path is not still slickened over with ice and snow.
You know that I’m silently cursing the Groundhog …
[Images from Click on Detroit]