We
are in the midst of some nasty winter weather. Needless to say, if
that nasty little rodent Punxsutawney Phil had been here yesterday,
he would not have seen his shadow. Sadly, he did see his shadow and
we have vivid proof that winter isn't over yet.
After
our fluffy little snow on Friday, the ice came. We don't have much
here in town, but it's definitely enough to make the streets slick.
We could tell from the scanner Friday night that there was more
significant ice just a few miles south of town.....and on the flip
side, my cousin who lives seven miles north didn't have any at all.
Tomorrow the snow comes. Forecasts are for up to twelve inches,
depending on who you listen to.
We
talked about getting out, but we both decided it wasn't really
necessary. After watching kids slide down our street on snow boards
and snow saucers this afternoon – and then seeing two vehicles
slide down the hill without their wheels turning – I'm glad we made
that decision. There's nothing we needed badly enough to risk life
and limb.
There
have been some memorable snowstorms during my lifetime. When I was in
first grade, we had an impressive snowstorm on St. Patrick's Day. Mom
took a lot of photos of that snow – I was out with my little
shovel, helping Dad shovel a path around the clothesline. It was wash
day, regardless of how much snow had fallen. I don't know if Mom
wanted photos of just the snow, or if it was the fact that my front
teeth were out at the time.
The
road past our house ran east to west, so it was always drifted when the winds blew the snow around. When the maintainer finally went
through after that St. Patrick's storm, Mom and I walked up the hill
to visit our neighbors. She took one more snow photo – the snow at
the side of the road was so tall it towered over my head.
During
my junior year of high school, we had a late snowstorm on April
Fool's Day. I remember the huge fluffy flakes and how fast they piled
up. School was let out early, and I remember how cold I got on the
walk home. That wet heavy snow was a lot deeper than my shoes!
Another
unexpected heavy snow came during older daughter's freshman year of
college. The other two kids were still home, and the snowstorm hit
mid afternoon in the middle of October. Mom and I were in the high
school gym watching younger daughter play volleyball when the
electricity went off. Because it snowed so early in the fall, the
temps weren't cold......and those big flakes were heavy. They brought
down power lines, tree limbs, and really made for a lot of havoc even
though there wasn't all that much measurable snow.
When
we got home after that volleyball game, we did have electricity. But
the yard was full of limbs, and the limbs had taken out my
clothesline. At least I did have a dryer to use until it was fixed.
I'm
not a huge fan of snow. But if it must come, it's easier when it's
forecast in advance so you can stock up on groceries and be prepared!
I don't always like surprises.
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