Spring in Chicago, part two

Today is cold and rainy. It is slightly above freezing. It was that kind of fine-mist rain that makes you umbrella totally useless. The fine mist gets onto your face and into your clothes, and the cold, gray feeling sticks in your bones for the rest of the day.

To add insult to injury, your umbrella is not only useless, but slightly more damaged from being flipped inside out from the ridiculous, gusty wind.

Our weather has literally jumped 50 degrees in a couple days, and then fallen 40. What have we done to anger the weather gods?