My parents were here for roughly six days.
During those days we had 70 degree weather (we lounged on patio), thunderstorms (we comforted Glad and covered her ears), and eight inches of snow. I’ll highlight the snow part since that’s what I do best.
You may recall that I had wished that my parents would get to experience wintry Virginia. But by the time they were here, we were having a blast going here, yither, and yond that I didn’t really think about it. And I didn’t really want the snow to slow us down.
I’m glad it did.
When you have a dog, you have to take it for walks. So around ten am on Monday, Dad and I trotted off with Glad. Can’t believe Mom didn’t come with us.
Astonishingly enough, it didn’t feel that cold. Perhaps you could just feel that the day would warm up. Seriously. All that snow was gone by 5:00 in the afternoon. Well almost all. A little left in shady areas but it was absolutely crazy as to how much disappeared so fast.
A week and a half later (today), I did the same loop. In the amazing eighty degree weather. Harley had to take frequent swimming hole stops to cool off.
Happy for the many tomorrows of this lovely weather.