I am just so done with all of this snow, ice, sleet and slush. Done. Do you hear me Mother Nature? D-o-n-e.
I understand that we live in a part of the country that gets four definite seasons. I am generally good with this, I like to watch the seasons change and it’s nice to have a few cooler months following the warm and humid summer months. But this winter has just been ridiculous. I don’t recall seeing any giant acorns lying about but so far this winter we have seen more accumulation in these parts then in any previous winter in my lifetime.
The weathermen used to cry wolf, threatening us weekly with flurries that never came to fruition. Now they are always right. They call for snow and we get it. Lots of it. We have had snow covering the ground since December. December. That never happens.
Today’s forecast? Flurries. And we’ll probably see some. And then they’re calling for more snow next week. In the past I loved getting a good snow once or twice a year. But then it would warm up a little and melt. It’s been a record breaking cold winter and the snow is hanging around. Having everything around us covered in snow, a lot of it grey and black tinged, it’s effect has worn off. I’m just plain sick of it all.
And if I could get my hands on that little punk Punxsutawney Phil, I’d tell him what I thought of six more weeks of this stuff. I mean come on, get over your shadow already.