A little feed and seed I go to has this to say about our weather:
…but guess what happened (again) today — covering the crepe myrtle in the front yard:
There are about four inches of the prettiest, fluffiest snow on the ground. Not sure what to make of all the snow this year, because this isn’t what we do. My kids don’t even have gloves or mittens because…well, probably because I refuse to believe that we live in a place where this kind of thing actually happens, and I am willing it to not happen again. I guarantee you, we will be back in sandals this weekend along with everyone else. As it should be.
In total agreement with Buford Calloway.