I might be a fan of the snow, but let’s be clear. I am not a fan of cold and ice. This week the weather did an about face, and those lovely 30-something days we had decided they were only visiting for a short time. In other words, everything that was wet froze into a solid block of ice, and it’s going to stay that way for a while.
What a tease that weather was. It gave us all a glimpse of what’s to come, a little too soon. We started getting a little excited, started making plans, and those hopes were pulled out from underneath us like one of those tablecloth tricks a magician does.
Last night on my evening dog walk, I did one of those oh-my-gosh-invisible-ice-patch-here-surprise flails, about three different times.