I feel for those people whose winter starts in October and keeps piling on until May. On the one hand, they are geared up for it; on the other hand, cabin fever must get pretty intense.
After but ten days of -- for us -- extreme cold, plus a week of snow that's still piled up, I am quite ready to see it melt. The Lying Weathermen -- there's a name for a rock band and perhaps today's example of redundant -- had said it is to rain and wash it all away, starting this morning. Hasn't started yet.
Walking the dogs is an adventure, even with YakTraks, since the sidewalks range from only a few footprints and crispy snow, to hard-pack, to ice. Thirty-one degrees out there now, so no water dripping from the eaves.
Ick. Snow, snow go away. Come again five years away ...