Gia and Harper. They sound like trendy baby names, and not winter storms, the first of which snuck in with all its snowy beauty and said surprise, dropping eight inches of snow – double the forecasted amount for my area – onto the landscape. Harper was more disappointing and uncooperative, baffling meteorologists who didn’t know exactly what it would mean for central Indiana until even a few hours before its arrival. Projected snow totals ranged from four to eight inches or more (some even said twelve was possible). In reality we just got a bunch of rain for…