It's April 16, 2007, nearly a solid month into spring.
Yesterday, it snowed. Heavy, wet stuff, coming down at quite an impressive clip. At one point the individual flakes joined forces, dropping from the sky in flat clumps the size of my palm. Every time I looked at the weather report - in those little moments when we actually had Internet - AccuWeather claimed it was raining.
Of course, it did change to rain later. Drenching rain. Which came down ALL NIGHT, and managed to wash out our driveway in three places. Thank God we've got a tractor, and more dirt and rocks on our property than we're likely to need. (I hope.)
We're only 1200 feet above sea level. This is insanity. Or, more likely, global warming. Either way, the Patriot's Day that was going to be just me and Em and maybe some errands turned into all three of us, hanging out in our cozy little house. Which...is actually really nice, so I can't be too bothered by it, even if my husband would've rather not burned a vacation day today.
I did have to smile, though, at the headline on Boston.com this morning, proclaiming no reports of flooding after the storm. I suppose it's all in your perspective.