Layers of winter become more obvious each day. Snow upon cold, rigorous wind heartily blowing every which way. From the north, or the east, another storm threatens.
As unpredictable as unexpected.
The temperatures as such, you try to avoid going outside. At night, even colder, you wonder how you’ll survive.
Polar Vortex hovers, unwelcoming more than unwelcome. Unsettling as it is; depressingly disappointed.
The layers of winter become quite clear, reinforcing the fact that spring is nowhere near.
01/30/2026 j.g.l.
