Flashes of Panic

It has been unseasonably warm for the last few days. (Unseasonably warm in February is about 35° to 40° F.) Yesterday, a patch of grass became visible outside my window.

I have finally figured out that this started when I began planning to ski at Northfield today. Three years ago (or so) when I first bought these skis, we had practically no snow, and I was only able to ski when we drove up to Stowe.

Still, the snow line is reporting five inches on groomed trails and twelve inches elsewhere. That’s from yesterday morning; I’m still awaiting today’s update. Clearly I’m tempting fate here; it is my destiny to ski on slush.