It's April. It's supposed to be turning nice, with opportunities to shed the parkas and long underwear.
Right.
Today was not nice. I had a golf tournament to take pictures at this morning, so I headed off to the golf course. It was about 40 degrees, in itself not necessarily bad, and the wind was blowing. Not a gentle spring breeze, oh no. It was probably 30-40 mph. Not quite gale force, but when the temperature is below 60, it might as well be. And then there was the moisture, alternating between raindrops and snowflakes. Yes, snowflakes. And the forecast calls for 70s on Sunday.
Not cool, Mother Nature! Do you know how hard it is to get good pictures of golf when the golfers are bundled up like Green Bay Packer fans? Throw in the blowing snowflakes, and people will think I took these in November or something.
Today wasn't the first windy day this week. I was at a track meet for a couple hours on Tuesday, and when I got back to my car, I felt like I'd been through a blender. I tried to smooth out my hair, and the tangles were very painful. Combing my hair when I got home hurt like anything.
Hooray spring.
