Winters in Northern Ohio are in a word cold. If I wanted to use another word, I would probably use the word snowy.
In fact, most years, if you came to visit me anywhere from December to April I could guarantee you that you would see snow; I just wouldn’t be able to guarantee the color.
This year I was prepared.
I had the rock salt for the icy driveway.
I had the shovel right next to the door so that I could easily get to the garage to the recently tuned up snow blower.
I had not one, but three ice scrappers in each car.
All the vehicles had emergency kits and jumper cables.
People, I even had a brand new pair of super warm snow boots with lots of traction so that I could go tromping around in the snow with Barney.
And then this happened before it was technically spring.