Yesterday's ground hogs in Pennsylvania and Wisconsin predicted six more weeks of winter. Since the vernal equinox arrives six weeks from now, I figure the ground hogs are as accurate as a stopped clock, which is right twice a day. We have 46 days of winter left, no matter how you count it.
A better indicator is the Appalachian woolly worm. Experts in the hills say the width of the dark bands and the depth of the "wool" can describe an entire winter and what it will be like. The darker the caterpillar, the more snow. The deeper the wool, the colder it will be be. But I haven't seen any woolly worms lately in Wisconsin so I am in the dark about what we have to face for the next two months.
Gary watches the internet and reports on the weather from New Zealand to northern Michigan's Upper Peninsula. I tell him he is like his father who sat for hours staring at the cablevision weather channel. Gary thinks the internet is far different, because it requires him to occasionally click the mouse. This week we are delighted that Illinois has colder and snowier weather than we do, an odd occurrence. Actually, if we traveled up to Marquette, we would find even better temperatures, but I think we will stay at home.
I yearn for summer's adventures, so I will take any good weather predictions and ignore the rest.
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