Unseasonably cold weather in Chicago, quelle surprise!

I cannot wait to get these citrus trees outside.

I had a bit of surprise this morning. I was shocked on April Fool’s day to find that the weather was in the 20s and below freezing, but for some reason, when I looked at the forecast, I thought I discovered that today would be different.

It was not.

It was freezing! Not that that is unusual. I did note the other day that on April 21st, a few years ago, that it snowed. My mother always told me that my sister, who was born in May of 1947, was born in a month where there had been snow. I just researched it and there is no record of any snow in May of 1947 in Cleveland on any day. I guess my memory is off.

Okay, with further research, I found out that May 11, 2020, it was reported that .2 inches of snow fell at Cleveland-Hopkins Airport, making it the latest date on record for a snowfall in Cleveland. That is impressive.

Nonetheless, despite the blue sky and the intense sun, it is very cold.

I did not enjoy having to wear, for the second day in a row, my huge mittens that I wear whenever the temps are below 32 degrees. My fingers, especially those of my right hand, get cold. My mittens barely work to hold the retractable leash that I have for Stewie. I am lucky that he is not a runaway-type dog. Add into that that I often have a bagful from Stewie that is hard to hold and I end up attaching it to the mittens.

I was hoping to get a few things done outside but when it is this cold, that is not on top of my list. I wanted to set up the rain barrels, but that will have to wait for another day. I am hoping that the water lilies that I purchased arrive as I already have their container and I want to plant the new ones and put the one currently growing into the better planter as well.

It looks as if this will be a beautiful Easter with what I deem to be the correct temperature and sunlight. We shall see. We are deserving, given the year we have just come through, not to mention the four years of lack-of-leadership-forty-five (I am trying to be kind). Deep down, I want to see him behind bars.

Okay, not complaining here because the sun is out and the sky is blue and I did manage to get in a three mile walk with Stewie.

About Richard Koerner

Almost seventy something, father, papi, educator, organizer, Francophile, traveler, amateur photographer, gardener, cyclist, kayaker, calligrapher, cinephile, reader, and overall renaissance type human being.
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