This has been a winter that won’t quit. It has been trying to quit, but refuses to do so.

Three weeks ago, 60F (15.5C). I rode my Harley. Followed by 12 inches (30cm) of snow a few days later. Then one week ago, 62F (16C). I rode my Harley. It remained pleasant enough so that I could ride my Harley to work for two more days. Followed by the coldest windiest day this entire winter with wind speeds in excess of 50mph (80kph) with air temps at 10F (-12C) making the wind chill (“feels like”) temperature at -12F (-17C).

Then yesterday, it reached a balmy 65F (18C)! What did I do?

I got myself and a dozen senior pals prepared. Yep, the “they” I worked with are forecasting another accumulating snowfall for Sunday night/Monday morning.

G&XW$NMD!!

So off to the grocery store I went (actually, my usual Saturday routine) with 12 lovely LOLITS. When I got home from those three trips, I prepared lunch for my spouse, then headed out again. Bought gas for the snowblower.

It was so nice out, weather-wise! I was very tempted to hop on the Harley and take a ride, but I gazed into the face of my spouse and saw what I love about him… his soft, gentle brown eyes and his intelligence behind that. He was having a good day, health-wise. So I suggested, “lets sit by our backyard pond and enjoy the weather.”

That we did… three hours of conversation about anything and everything with my best friend. And not one word about the weather. This too shall pass.

Life is short: be prepared and handle whatever may come.