Monday we enjoyed 72 degree weather.
SEVENTY-TWO!
On March 12th.
DEElightful.
Yesterday?
71 degrees.
YES.
I went to bed dreaming of Spring and happy music and gardens in bloom
and JUMPED out of my bed like a ninja
when a gigantic rumble of thunder shook the house at 12:30am.
Before I knew it, I was like Julie Andrews in The Sound of Music, and I had trembling girls walking with me from window to window to witness the show.
March is CRAZY. A little up, a little down.
A little like me.
(12:49 am view of the hail on the deck from the family room)
4 comments:
What?!?
that madness didn't make it to our sleepy town.
(as far as I know)
You always have an adventure at your house. That is amazing! I'd be scared, too!
Whoa...we got nothing up north. That's insane!
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