I have determined that the best way to explain Erie weather is to imagine living inside a snow globe that a small child enjoys turning upside down (or sideways) and shaking . . . frequently . . . and in various directions . . . at the same time . . . somehow . . .
But seriously, the weather is absurd. Tonight snow/sleet was flying directly into my eyes no matter which direction I turned and the wind was strong enough that I could lean backwards into the wind and let it move me forward.
