What a difference a day – heck, a few hours – can make

Babs writes: We had some warmish days and I thought the snow was beginning to melt, then pow, tonight there is a blizzard like I have not seen in a long time. I’m glad I don’t have to drive anywhere. Thus this picture of the melting snow in East Jordan taken earlier this week.

When I left this afternoon my deck was pretty nearly bare. That was then. This is now. OK, a few minutes ago. This isn’t television you know . . .

And it’s still snowing. My car is stuck in the driveway and I’m just grateful it’s there rather than slewed around on our little road waiting for the plow to broadside it. If I still have power in the morning, I’ll post more evidence of Mama Nature’s perfidy.

There’s always a bright side. I wrote a piece on enjoying the last of winter at Barnes Park and sent it to Linda Gallagher for the Antrim Review. She liked it, but she worried that it might be too late, since all the snow would be gone by the time she went to press. Heh heh.