It's back and it is disorienting.
Friday was a beautiful summer day that got into the mid 80s. Saturday was a cooler spring day after overnight rain. Sunday was windy fall football weather. Today was a winter day, all of 42 when I got to work late this morning, with intermittent rain. Freeze warnings are in effect tonight.
Peculiar. I find it a little harder to get my bearings than usual. My weather complex is not as bad as it used to be. Mostly because time goes so fast now that I know the weather will change before long. But this is always the toughest time of the year. By the middle of April everyone is ready for some nice weather. A day like today after a day like Friday makes me feel like a mule no closer to that carrot.
It is much like dreaming. Can't quite seem to get there. One day bears little resemblance to the next. No continuity.
It'll pass.
In the meantime, I'm headed to Philly where the forecast is for sunny and pleasant spring days the whole time I'm there. Gonna head north and get warm. Going for the interment of my Grandmother's ashes. I'm sure I'll be doing some drinking in Manayunk.
