We're 1/3 of the way through Winter-- excuse me while I muster a cheer:
woooo.
Yes, this has been one of the most mild snowless winters in history-- and I'm more than thankful for that. But I have a feeling the streak has broken and we'll start to see some of the white stuff soon-- and whether we do or not we still have cold to contend with.
Why is it that Spring and Fall-- my two favorite seasons-- are often non-existent?