Yes, that's right. On February 17th of 2012, at 4:30 in the morning, it is 35 degrees. And raining. Once more, I will have to haul my rain gear out of the closet, instead of snow gear. It's downright weird and unnatural, I tell you.
One would think that, after six years of living on my side of the mountain, I would remember that rain on the west side/work side doesn't mean rain on the homestead side. But noooooooo. Another white knuckle ride over and down the mountain last night, as rain quickly turned to snow and fog. By the time I pried my fingers off the steering wheel, I was in for the night. Except for all the feeding, of course.
We got an entire inch of snow - which is now disappearing fast as the temperatures rise and the rain falls. To all the snow enthusiasts out there, I apologize on behalf of The Snow Wolf and myself. I know it's all our fault.