Road Trip

Last Saturday we piled into the car and drove to Canton, Ohio. And it was snowing.

We were headed to see our Wayne Warriors play in the Division I State Football Championship Game.

“Don’t worry,” our friend said. “It’s not snowing in Canton. Once we get past Columbus, we’ll be in the clear.”

And he was correct. No snow from Columbus to Canton. But it was bitterly cold. When we arrived at the hotel, I noticed little flakes floating in the air.

“It’s snowing,” I said.

Everyone ignored me.

At 5:30, we climbed back into the car and headed for the stadium. Little white flakes were still floating around, but no one said anything. Our friend didn’t even show us the weather on his phone. I think I know why, too.

By the middle of the 1st quarter, it started snowing and didn’t let up. Sure, it was light, but it was steady. The ground started to get covered. We were getting covered.

It was bad enough to watch our Warriors lose with about two minutes left in the game. It was worse watching it through the snow.

Found out later (like the next morning) we were hit with “lake effect” snow. It was steady and light, but enough to coat the car in snow and ice. And it continued on through the night into the next morning. At least by the time we got home, it wasn’t falling from the sky, but the “storm” we left behind on Saturday dropped about an inch on the ground.

And it’s been soooo cold, it’s still there!

Did Mother Nature not notice it’s still Autumn? I’m afraid of what Winter will bring.

Very afraid.