Yet again, the Sierra Nevadas stand to take a wolloping of weather. It seems that the April showers which will bring May flowers, are possibly made of snow. This has been one of the strangest Winter/Spring seasons I've even experienced. "Winter" was mild, or warm even.
Today, as all of us were waiting in the office for the final 'click' of the minute hand someone said, as they looked up at an encroaching storm front, "Let's get out of here before something happens!"
"You don't want to work this weekend?" I said.
"No way, it's Bradford's turn. I'm out of here."
I think we're all tired at work. We're all knocking on wood that the storm is uneventful.
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