Thursday's snow never materialized, but the wind howled all night long. The moon was almost full (March 16) and the sky was absolutely wild - clouds sailing past so quickly, the tall trees all around our house dizzying to watch. I could not sleep at all, and woke at 4:30 a.m. to compile a list of things that needed doing, from the trivial to the serious, in no particular order. Instead of running, we ended up moving furniture all around the house and fishing the new FAX line installed that morning up through the walls to the upstairs room. Today I managed two miles down Sassafras Gap Road, and that seemed enough. Perhaps the 10-day layoff from running has had a greater effect than I thought.
Now the front has come through and it is cold again, although each warm spell lasts longer. Rain is in for forecast for the weekend - or perhaps snow? We never know in March.
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