I woke to a small snow flurry this morning. Sundance was on a tear, and maybe the weather had something to do with it. A couple of days ago, we got chairs for the balcony. Yesterday the whole family spent time enjoying the afternoon sun out there. And today, this. But hey! It's not softball-sized hail, right?
We weren't expecting even this slight precipitation, and it is supposed to get above 50 (10C) today. My plan is to go do weights and then hit the library to do some work on Wacky. Rich is coming to Madison on an errand and Tom plans to go out to lunch with him. I may join them, depending on how other things are going.
May you make something beautiful today with your smile.
I complained about the weather here, but family in Texas has had a worse time of it. My brother and sister-in-law are in Amarillo this week for him to teach a class. They are staying in their RV and night before last were hit with 87 mile-an-hour (140 kph) winds. The RV survived, despite some major rocking, but my sister-in-law's car had the rear window smashed out by blowing debris. My niece and her husband live near Dallas, and they had softball-sized hail to contend with. Their home suffered some damaged, lost siding and shingles with holes punched through in places.
Puts my whining about chilly mornings into perspective.
