There’s a good article in the local paper on the inexact science of school weather closing. Our recent spell of sleet, snow, patchy fog, freezing drizzle, rain, freezing rain, rain mixed with sleet, wind, sunny intervals and ice pellets has been a challenge that we can only anticipate will continue.

That phrase “wintry mix” brings to my mind colorful mega jars with screw top lids lined up on the shelf at the sweetshop on the corner – red and white striped peppermint humbugs, clove and aniseed balls, dolly mixtures, pear drops, sherbet lemons, treacle toffee and liquorice allsorts.

Now that’s a true wintry mix.

Josie Holford

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