See...in Italy this past week it seemed as if spring was on the way. I could smell spring in the air, farmers were plowing up fields, trees were being pruned, small flowers were blooming. I even laid out on our balcony to soak up some sun.
Then the wind hit. Now, let me just say, being from Oklahoma I am used to the wind blowing, but living in Italy has spoiled me because here the wind rarely blows. The last two days it has howled. It's been so loud it's even scared Boomer and he doesn't usually get that riled up by weather.
Then this morning I open up my shutters to see huge flakes of snow. I'm talking massive snowflakes. These would be the Goliaths of the snowflake world.
However, I had to go to post for my new tires to be put on, so I couldn't slack at home and see what happened. Fast forward about five hours later and the snow is now sticking and it's gotten colder. It's still snowing like crazy, so bad in fact that post is closing at 4p.m. today.
Now it looks like this here:
Do you see how big those flakes are?
I'm not too worried about the storm though, I got the essentials at the commissary before I came home. You know, things like milk, cheese, Weight Watchers ice cream bars and of course some breakfast sausages. Yeah...I'm not sure there is a method to my madness, but I also got Gone With the Wind on DVD at the library today so I think I'm good.
