Today was almost summery. Temperatures rose into the 60s, and there actually were people wearing bathing suits on the beaches. I had a very hectic schedule of heart patients to visit for Mended Hearts at the hospital, and our conversations often turned to the winter storm they would be viewing out their windows tomorrow.
When I got home, Superdawg apparently sensed that this might be her last day for a long walk this week, and so insisted on one. Consequently, I must have walked five miles in all -- inside the hospital and then out on the trails. Finally, my son had a last-minute business appointment and so asked me to take my granddaughter to soccer practice -- so I did that for another two hours, and got further tired just watching the kids run drills and scrimmage.
Even as the thermometer was hitting a high of 64F, school officials were already calling off school for tomorrow, trusting that the weather forecasters have it all right about the "wintry mix" -- sleet, freezing rain, and snow -- we are supposed to receive over the next two days, starting just a few hours from now. Judging by the Gulf moisture that will arrive just as another polar air mass is settling over us, it does look like they have it right. It is nonetheless eerie to be checking on emergency supplies -- flashlights, batteries, water, etc. -- in the off-season for hurricanes.
I am so tired I can barely put two words together. I will strive to take some pictures and write more over the next two days.
© Robert G. Holland 2014
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