Monday, February 1, 2016

Roller Coaster

The thermometer has taken a trip on Mr. Toad's Wild Ride.  The last few weeks have been surprisingly warm, well into the 50s and even up to the 60s, even when it rained.  We evidently got to the top of the roller coaster yesterday when temps plummeted.  Pea-size hail hit like rock salt when I was putting the kids to bed last evening.  Farther up the hill, I hear a good five inches of snow fell, but we didn't get any.  Twenty-six degrees at 5 o'clock this morning; sure glad I've got firewood on the porch.

Here it is February and I'm still trying to get a consensus as to when we might celebrate Christmas.  We've always had a pretty relaxed attitude toward the calendar for holidays, but even I think this is carrying it a bit far.  Dave and Clay had come up and I'd handed off the homemade holiday snacks (still waiting on the table for Deb, Craig, and Larry), and now Dave and Clay are asking for refills.  I told Clay that people were beginning to look at me funny because I still have a Christmas tree in my living room.  He said that I talk to mice and turkeys and people look at me funny anyhow.  He's right, of course.  What can I say?

After a short burst of sunlight while the hail plonked down, the cloud cover came back at sundown.

The weather app tells me it's now 30 at 6 a.m., feels like 25, and there's a 10% chance of snow today.  Guess the roller coaster ride isn't over.  Hang on!

1 comment:

Kathryn Williams said...

LOL... good answer, Clay...hahaha!