This is traditionally the coldest two weeks in our Michigan winter, but here we are right smack in the middle of January with a massive thaw, torrential rains, and balmy mid fifties temperatures two days in a row. Yesterday found us drawing with chalk in the driveway, today found me running nine miles (working on that half-marathon goal) and the guys playing happily in a muddy park.
It would be impossible for me to say that I did not enjoy these two days respite from the cold, but as much as I love our Redwall driveway art (inspired by his new favorite book series), I miss our real January weather. The season showed such promise early on, with actual snow, even! True, tomorrow it will be relatively cold again, but this is not the January I once knew and loved.
