So, I have run into two, opposing weather predictions this week. One, it was snowing and the sun was shining at the same time on January 31st, and according so some old folks, that means it will snow on March 31st. But, on the other hand, the groundhog did not see his shadow this morning and that means an early spring. How can we have an early spring and have snow on March 31st, which is after the first day of spring? Even Ma Nature is getting confused by global warming. Mind you, I am hoping and praying that groundhog is right.
We have had some bitterly cold temps this week. Thursday morning it was 4 degrees F when I left for work with a windchill of -15F. Cold enough to freeze nose hairs and make your fingers go numb pretty quickly. When it gets that cold, we have to run a trickle of water in the upstairs bathroom to keep the water lines from freezing. Also, I have noticed that Pete hugs the vent under the kitchen sink pretty closely most of the time. This morning it was 14 degrees F when I left for work (yes, I am working on Saturday) and my finger tips hated it.
I am curious, what weather-related old wives tales are from your area and how do they pan out?