Tuesday was a late-start day for schools, due to the less than an inch amount of snow on the ground. (?) Today I am watching the wind gustily blow the flakes across the back deck with over an inch piled up, dreading my foray into the driving public shortly. I have to pass a high school, always dicey on a good day.
Why there isn’t a late start today, when roads iced up the past two days and are certainly worse this morning, I do not know. Perhaps returning to class on Tuesday was still something teachers and students dreaded? Easing the way might have been a solution of sorts.
Whatever. I am grateful for the moisture and thrilled to let the garden hoses enjoy a respite. Slip-sliding away…