It's here.

They forecast yet another spring blizzard to hit us late Saturday night, with new snow and wind all through next week.

At 2AM when I let the heelers out, it was warm, clear, and windy.

When I awoke at five to see if there was any possibility of lekking today, we were still warm and clear. But it was horribly windy. You could see treetops bending in the dim glow of the refinery lights.

Grouse tend not to strut in hard winds.

I went back to sleep.

When I awoke again, too late to head out afield, it was sunny, pleasant and just an ordinary wind blowing by.

Craaap. Another fine spring strutting morning wasted.

The wife came home ten minutes ago. Just ten minutes. It was still warm, sunny and breezy.

And then they turned off the sun.

The blizzard is here, arriving twelve hours late from the northwest coast, and the white stuff is already flying.

Because it so rarely just comes down in our country. The wind is hard from the west, bending half-century old trees again.

Guess I won't be feeling guilty about sleeping in tomorrow.