With the coming of March, this means that we are likely to experience the ficklest weather—from warm and temperate days to a foot of snow or more.
Having grown up in Middle Georgia, I can only remember one snowstorm that allowed about an inch of snow to collect which brought about finger snapping longevity for the snow man we built. We hardly had time to place a corncob pipe in his mouth.
Then I got to Athens and heard about “snow days” from upperclassmen who informed us from the hinterlands that if it snowed enough to collect on the ground there was a great chance that classes would be called off for a couple of days.