Those who stop by the park this afternoon to get their Season Pass photos taken will probably chuckle when they look at their photos all season long.
It's quite chilly out again today, so no doubt we'll have photos of folks in turtlenecks, sweaters and hoodies.
Let's try to draw the line at fur-trimmed parkas, though.
My mother-in-law, Rita (rest her soul), used to call this late-spring cold snap The Ice Man. And she was right. Once you get out the shorts and the sunscreen, there is always a nasty cold front to remind us who is really in charge.
Two days ago, I saw an Icee truck in the park.
It gave me a chill.
But I guess The Ice Man has to get around somehow…