My area of the continent was in a deep freeze for the last few weeks… and then Monday and yesterday I was obsessing over reports of freezing rain coming my way on the drive to and from school. (I would have skipped class, but I was part of group presentation, and missing that wouldn’t have been a great idea– or fair to my group members.) The freezing rain didn’t materialize, thank goodness, but it is all wet and soggy. And tonight, I drove home in dense fog the whole way.
You’d think the rise in temperature would be a good thing, but it’s not. By Friday it will be -11° (12° F) again. The yo-yo temperatures lead to icy conditions and lowered immune response. “Everybody knows” you’re more likely to get sick with wild fluctuations in temperature. (Go ahead, ask anybody. Anybody knows that too.)
So I’m tuning out winter and looking ahead to summer, when days at the dog park look like this:
Wake me when summer comes.