This is among the most vile days of the year. Temperatures are hovering right around freezing. Rain is falling.
On my trip in to work, much of the road had a thin slushy coating, though I never felt my traction compromised.
All of this is happening with a stiff breeze that makes umbrellas virtually worthless.
Before I left the house, Helaine and I talked about the persistence of winter. If you go with conventional thinking, that winter ‘really’ begins around December 1, we are halfway through.
Not a moment too soon.