Leatherhead Day
Protestant Duluthians went to Easter Sunday Services this morning in the snow. I slid down Woodland Avenue for the 8 am service at 7:30, the plow hadn't been out yet. The snow was supposed to come yesterday afternoon, but it waited until early this morning to start. Luckily the temperature today was in the 20 and 30's, so after the plows came out, the roads stayed mostly just wet. We got about 3 inches before it stopped this afternoon.
This is Holy Week. Easter is very early this year, and I think that I read somewhere it won't be this early for another 90 years.
Yesterday morning we heard the forecast for snow to come during the day and maybe have 4 – 8 inches by Tuesday morning. In Duluth, we are so sick of winter and snow by March, that a snow forecast makes us feel weary, unless we remind ourselves that when we get snow in March it usually doesn’t stay very long, even if it is a huge snowfall. Last evening the snow was falling, but the temperatures were mild. This morning we had a few inches over the hill here, but the temperature was 33, so the roads on the way to work were not bad at all. When I looked out our window into the back yard the scene was so gorgeous! Snow covering all the trees, everything so beautiful, and on the way to work, I just really enjoyed looking at all the landscape the snow covering everything fresh and white and the trees just loaded with the snow, looking so beautiful. I was sure wishing that I had left the house earlier so that I would have had time to take photos of the landscape. I knew by the time I came home all the snow from the trees would be melted, and I was right. It stopped snowing around mid morning…. things just looked wet on the way home, not like the wonderland we had this morning.
Everybody these days seem to be either getting the “crud”, in the middle of it, or hoping after three or four weeks to finally be wrapping it up. As I told you, both Bob and I have been battling it for a few weeks. I rest up at night and on weekends to get through the week of work. I finally convinced Bob to rest up, and he’s been taking some time away from the fitness center to try to get better…but he’s getting antsy. He went to the doctor today, he did get a round of antibiotics, as the Dr. thinks he may have Broncitutus. I hope it helps, because if it does, I will be making a trip to the doctor too. I told him to ask for some for me…ha ha…the Doctor looked at him “pretty funny” and told him, of course, that I would have to go in to see him myself.
Last week I had the second half of the cold...and didn't feel too good all week. All I have left of it this week is the cough, which I've heard from many people, doesn't go away for quite a while. I dragged myself to work each day, but crashed each night. I was reading a good book, and on the nights that my head wasn't pounding, I read my book before going to bed early. It's one of those big fat books...over 650 pages. (read my post about the book titled "Boleyn Girl"