Monday, April 26, 2010
It's 58 degrees now in our neck of the woods. And looks like we won't get back to the 70's again till Thursday. Papa would call this locust winter. I think. Mama J might have disagreed with him and they would have had a little discussion. Truth is, it's kind of confusing. There are lots of little short winters in these parts that precede the actual, continuous, burn the back of your neck, humid as a hot wet cat heat that is a Tennessee summer. There's blackberry winter, dogwood winter, redbud winter, etc. And they all seem to overlap. But whatever you want to call it, the weather can stay cool tomorrow though. I'm operating the chainsaw.