It’s not even 7 a.m., and the temperature crawl on my wide-screen tells me the warmth that greeted me when I let Ellie B aka Dogamous Pyle out into the backyard of the Little Bitty in the Syracuse city neighborhood of Eastwood is the real deal. Make it 60º F. And climbing to 74, says our weather guy.
There’s work to do, I saw while preparing to eating bologna sandwiches in my car during my lunch break yesterday at the store. I went outside with my bag because it was in the 50s at 3 p.m.
Before munching, I noticed how winter still needs to recede in the lot, and grabbed my iPad Air. The pile across from me was very messy. I park far from the store. Leave the close spots for the customers, yes. But the row gets plenty of traffic. And grime.
Back in the wings, I saw a more appealing pile.
Go, big melt. My shift starts at 10 a.m. Hello, big puddle?
Where do the biggest piles of snow accumulate where you live? Do your snow piles get uglier than this? How warm will it be where you live today?