Last Saturday we had a 4-inch blanket of snow on the ground here in the Deep South. Today the temperature reached somewhere around 65 degrees. I'm not sure either of those is an accurate picture of what the weather SHOULD be at this time on the year, but I'll take today over last week anytime.
Part of me wants to think winter is over and pack away the sweaters and turtlenecks. The more intelligent part, however, knows that just when we get used to 60-degree days, Mother Nature will zap us with another deep freeze. Or two.
I have several pressing things to do tomorrow, and the Olympics are on. But I fully intend to get outside for at least part of the day and enjoy the warmth and sunshine. Maybe even (finally) go on that first bicycle ride of the year.