In one day, the temperature went from low 50s to 20 degrees. The yards were bare of snow or ice.
Then this fell:
I am procrastinating, sitting here, instead of shoveling. Really don't feel like it, but I guess soon I have to if I intend to go anywhere. At least the sun's out, softening up the top. Or more likely it's hardening everything into a solid icy mass. Ugh.