When we lived in Chicago (actually Wheaton, IL) in the late 80’s, people used to tell us, “If you don’t like the weather, wait five minutes. It’ll change!” The same can be said of our New England winter this year.
On Monday, it snowed. I shoveled the driveway and salted it to make it safe for those arriving for Bible study that evening. Tuesday morning, I scraped ice off my windshield from the freezing rain that fell overnight. This morning, it is 55 degrees. We have a pond in our backyard from last night’s thunderstorm. And if that weren’t enough, the forecast is for snow again on Sunday. Weather whiplash at its finest.
At least there are no tornados or hurricanes on the near horizon.