The Winds of Change

It's sunny and above 50* here at the golf course - one would think pretty decent golfing weather. But, alas, the winds they are a-blowing. Which means a drying, and that is good. Which means a weather change, and that could mean a warming, maybe. I think we're all ready to be done with the cold of this past month and get on with some decent weather, for gods' sake (imploring all those golf gods and goddesses to get us to the 60* days). On channel 2 weather last night, it was reported we just had our coldest February since 1979, with an average temperature around 21*, 10* below average. I remember the second half of the 70's: we had moved to this area in 1975 (from the West Coast) and immediately were subjected to some of the harshest winters since way back in the 19th century when farmers had to go out in the middle of the night and walk their horses so they wouldn't freeze in the cool of the night - temperatures down into the -40's. Not only cold but also lots of snow back then in the 70's. Brrrrr...

Don't forget the sectional ball games tonight - memo to myself. Go early. On Tuesday night, Jim and Wilma and I, and lots of others, sat up in the bleachers behind one of the goals, half expecting to move down once the first game was completed and some of the Shoals and Rivet fans left the arena. Never happened. Full house. High interest. That's cool, and the seats were hard but not all that bad. We managed.