Here in the mountains of North Carolina we saw the prediction go from two storms a day apart to one, and the snowfall amounts in the one remaining dwindle go from 12” to just a dusting last night.
We had the kids come home early for Spring Break because we were told that they would be driving in a snowstorm. Turns out, it was just another sunny day. Nice to have them home early, though.
I’ve stopped getting worked up about these storms. It’s just an opportunity for those poor weather folks who dwell at the tail end of the newscast to take a front seat, so they jump up and down and hyperventilate to get attention for their big shot. Meanwhile, I can look at the radar maps online and take a glance out of my window and do a better prediction than these highly over-paid, over-educated bimbo and manbos can.
Or, just watch the old folk signs which are usually pretty accurate. Falling smoke from chimneys (falling barometric pressure), animal behavior, particularly birds gone to ground stuffing themselves, ring around the moon (which is ice crystals), several more. I went to school at WCU and the locals there always said if you could smell the paper mill at Canton in Waynesville, it was going to snow and it always did.