Today’s supposed to be a replay of yesterday: Mostly sunny, mid-sixties temps, increasing afternoon wind. I’m taking the morning to do springtime chores: Laundry, straightening up the yard, strengthening the chicken yard and roofing it with landscape cloth. Stuff I just let hang when it’s cold and blowy out.
The door and windows are open, the breeze is mild and the air is sweet, and basking in it I can hardly believe that tomorrow, according to the forecast, we should wake once again to snow and the return of winter. In fact the whole weekend is supposed to really suck. Does that seem right to you?