Two things can happen today. What I predicted comes true–to no one’s enjoyment, or my forecast can bust. I so wish I could root for bust, but I can’t. You have no idea what it’s like to deal with a blown winter forecast. It doesn’t happen often but it’s a painful experience.
Winter is the toughest time for forecasting because viewers give you little margin for error when slippery stuff is involved. That’s fine. After all, I do make my living claiming to be able to accurately predict the future.
Temperatures in the Litchfield Hills are already colder than I anticipated. That makes some form of frozen precipitation more likely. My call was for a significant ice storm in the hills. If temps are too warm it’s just rain. Too cold and it could be all sleet which is nowhere as troublesome as freezing rain.
Is it May yet?