Ahh, yes. April weather.
Actually, this whole winter has been like this. Achingly little precipitation of any kind, and going into what they’re calling a neutral year. No La Niña, no El Niño.
When we do get wet stuff, it’s invariably somehow on those days of “zero percent chance of precipitation.” And then it’s just a tease–a taste of what it might be like if it actually snowed. Meanwhile the temps are all over the place, from hot to cold and back again.
Last night, the wood stove was going full blast. The night before, I had the bedroom windows open… Today, I freely admit to be hiding from the cold day and the cold wind, when my body was getting used to spring. I haven’t, in any recent days (and also thanks to copyedits), managed to saddle Duncan up and ride.
This does not please him.
And snow in mid-April?
No. DuncanHorse is not pleased. No one, he says, consulted him.