Winter Strikes Back
Oh, did I mention that when I got up Monday morning, there were several inches of snow on the ground? And that snow was still falling thick and fast?
I guess that’s because I went into a period of deep denial. The denial was helped by the fact that I had to drive to Springfield, 200 miles south of Chicago – far enough that there isn’t any snow to be seen.
Early spring snowstorms are not too uncommon in Chicago. It was an April snowstorm in 1979, and its bungled cleanup, that resulted in the election of the only woman to be mayor in Chicago’s history. Ever since then, snow removal has been downright fastidious during election years.
Anyhow, I’m driving back to Chicago tomorrow, and I don’t even know if the snow is melted yet (Judy’s also out of town until Sunday). I certainly hope to have a snow-free garden by Saturday.