Let's talk about the weather. It is what everyone is talking about.
Heard in Zapata:
"I have been coming here for 27 winters and I have never seen a winter like this."
"This is our seventh winter here. For sure this is the coldest winter."
"It's thundering. I think I have only heard thunder two other times we have been here."
Sunday's high: 92 or 95 degrees, depending on which thermometer you looked at.
Monday morning's low: 41 degrees. Monday's daytime high: 49 degrees.
North wind: 25 mph.
That's over 50 degrees swing!
I know. It is nothing compared to the rest of the Midwest. I am talking about south Texas, where we come to for WARM weather.
We have talked to family all over Missouri and in nw Arkansas. No one had school. Too much ice and snow, and no school tomorrow as the country/side roads are still slick.
Since we couldn't do anything else, there was music, music, music.
The four of us went to Gay and Fred's fifth wheel. There was music from two to six. Then....
Everyone came to our motorhome for several games of 19-point pitch.
We have to squeeze in all the fun we can as Gary and Evelyn are leaving early Wednesday morning.
We are sitting here listening to thunder. When company left at 10:30 there was mist in the air. What a strange winter.
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