On Saturday it got up to almost 60 degrees, so weirdly warm for January! I threw off my fleece jacket and worked outside in a long-sleeved shirt.
This might be one of those rare Seattle winters without even a bit of snow. Maybe we'll get a foot in February, but the sun is already stronger so whatever falls won't last. Our long Northwest spring ( a 4-5 month transitional period) has sprung.
We often have a Symphony concert on Super Bowl afternoon, which would be a real drag next weekend. Fortunately, we went yesterday instead, on a nothing Sunday downtown. Next week the city will be hopping.
Goundhog Day. He saw his shadow. There's still hope for building up the mountain snow pack.
