I never thought of myself as any kind of geek. First of all, I am not smart enough to be one. If I was that smart I would be a lot wealthier than I am. Really, though it all comes down to definition. I find the weather to be a fascinating thing and maybe that's why I like to be out in it passing judgement on whether it's good, bad, or indifferent. I can dress for all of it except heat. You can only get so naked in order to cool off, although the pale, white, untouched by sunlight skin reflects the light for a while. Until it turns red. Before I go out I check my little weather station to see what to expect. Today it looked like this.
The good news is that the precipitation wasn't white although the texture was quite firm.
I gently glided across the deck to the stairs to go feed things and take dog for a walk, but grabbing onto the railing was a challenge. If I hadn't had gloves on I would have dug my fingernails in for traction.
Neil Young said "Rust never sleeps", but as a Canadian he should have known it will freeze. Maybe he's lived in California for too long. This is Stitch's former transportation that hasn't found a "forever home" yet.
Of course the horses were happy about breakfast (some things you can always count on) but Beezer said "That was delicious, when is lunch?"
Eventually, it will all thaw out and dry up. Maybe by July.