Here we are, the middle of December and it feels like Spring.
Today, we had rain – not snow. This is New England for heaven’s sake. It’s supposed to snow in December. At my house, we’ve yet to see more than a few flakes.
Mind you, I’m not complaining. Each warm day is a day closer to March.
It’s funny, because at work, I’ve started getting emails from viewers who crave winter. It’s not like I can do anything to help them. They feel their lives are somehow empty without the white stuff.
People who plow, or rely on changes in weather, for business are hurting. I’ll bet Christmas shopping would be better if conditions outside were worse.
I’m waiting for someone to ascribe this to Global Warming. Even if I were a GW proponent, no single episode can be tied to it. It’s just part of the natural variability of weather.
Deep inside, I know how much I hate driving in or dealing with, snow. Still, when it finally comes this year (and it will), I’ll give Mother Nature a free ride.
But only once!