Yep. Two days ago it was a balmy 23 degrees and sunny. The wind was gentle and from the south. Six laps of Burr Oak followed by a windows-down drive to Juniors with the kids for some grease was the perfect start to spring. I was feeling pretty good about April.
Enter the month of May, which apparently follows it's own rules. It's like being stuck in the gate, steed at the ready.