Aside from the fact that it's still one degree below zero at 0852, I could go for a ride. Snow banks line the roads. Icicles dangle like threatening swords from the eaves of the house. But the pavement is dry.
I have too much to do today. Winter still rules. Jackson bustles with collegiate racers, their coaches, fans and support staff. I have to go back to that tomorrow, after two days filled with other occupations.
The rising sun and the gray pavement forecast the change. Driving season will end in time.