Yesterday, I opened the back door at work and was amazed. I wasn’t freezing my butt off for the first time since I can remember. “Wow, it’s a great day!” I got home last night and Bob Lindmeier, our meteorologist, said the high was 33 degrees. Living in Wisconsin, I think we have a warped sense of “nice weather” by this point in winter. I’m sure that if I drove downtown today, I would see students in shorts and t-shirts.
The snow is slowly melting, the geese are flying north, spring is finally on the way!