The whole science of Meteorology seems so very fraught with errors.
Twice, this past week, we have been under a winter weather advisory. Twice the predictions have been wrong.
Then, without warning, I woke up this morning to a delightful dusting of snow.
I had to slip on Secret Agent Man's boots and have a spin around the farm.
The Lady of the Yard is enjoying the peacefulness of the snow.
So is the Lady of the House.