The March Wind

The March wind doth blow, and we shall have snow, and what will poor Robin do then?  Poor thing.

Okay, I took liberty with Mother Goose's ditty...it should be 'North' wind, but the wind of the night before last came from all directions.  It did, however bring snow.  There were only a couple of inches on the deck, but it was enough to wipe out the satellite dishes for TV and WiFi in the morning.  The smartphone was smart enough to convert to something besides WiFi, so it was still usable (who knew?!).

Weatherwise, it was an absolutely crazy day.  Snow, yes.  Rain, yes.  Sunshine, yes.  Snow while the sun was shining, yes, and there were times it added up to more than an inch again.  The one constant was the cold.  It never did warm up and I think we were in the low 30s most of the time.  WiFi sometimes, others not.

Fortunately, I had recorded some episodes of Stanley Tucci's new show, Searching For Italy, and we did have power.  The show is a takeoff of sorts on Anthony Bourdain, but without the sarcasm, and the food shown will make your mouth water.

Even with Michael's thick coat and my piggy hat, our walks were brisk.  The house never did warm up, so the beef stew I'd prepared in the crockpot was very welcome for dinner.  Michael did share some of the beef, carrots NO!  To Michael, carrots are anathema.  Go figure.

Nice to be back in touch with the world today.

Stay safe.  Be well.