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We weren't supposed to get much snow, if any. Certainly not till later in the evening. Yet, five hours ago, it was accumulating, though still slushing on the roadways.
'Bout the same now. The cars which haven't moved since then have a couple inches piled on them, and there are ice-bits on some of the bushes, but no ice on the pavement.
I hope it hangs around until a while after I wake up tomorrow morning. I didn't get the best shots, since it was dark out. A couple are decent, most are as farcical as I feared, though they might do okay squished down small enough to hide the blurriness or other defects.
It's pretty out. And as always, the human eye's a better catcher of detail than a camera; imagine that.
I might see my parents tomorrow. I might not. Depends on how nice the weather is; there's a fair-sized hill between them and me. If tomorrow goes on as today has begun, I hope they won't come; I love my parents dearly, and I wouldn't want them to risk their lives getting here.
I also hope Scott stays over at his friend's place, after the game. Because even if the road is passable, our driveway was slightly slush-slippery to me on foot already.
We'll see, we'll see. I liked snow better as a child, when it was someone else's problem to make it safe and passable; but I enjoy it a fair bit on the weekend. There's no place I have to be, no promises to keep, that need me leaving. I did the grocery shopping Friday, gassed the car and deposited checks today before the snow, and all is well and snug here. If Scott were home I would have no weather concerns; and as it is, I imagine it will clear up tomorrow for a while at the very least, so he'll be able to get home then.
(Actually, it's mostly major roads; if he can safely get out to highway 8 from his friend's house, he can probably make it home okay tonight. But if it doesn't melt by tomorrow, they're more likely to have at least some roads cleared - and it really is major roads only once he gets out; we're straight off a main road ourselves, so the driveway may be the most perilous part of the trip. And anyone who thinks I'm joking, hasn't seen the slope coming into our driveway. It's brief, but it is designed to make you slide into the van parked there if slippery....)
Ah, enough random babbling. Time and past time for bed. Wish me luck in getting up before the snow has gone!
'Bout the same now. The cars which haven't moved since then have a couple inches piled on them, and there are ice-bits on some of the bushes, but no ice on the pavement.
I hope it hangs around until a while after I wake up tomorrow morning. I didn't get the best shots, since it was dark out. A couple are decent, most are as farcical as I feared, though they might do okay squished down small enough to hide the blurriness or other defects.
It's pretty out. And as always, the human eye's a better catcher of detail than a camera; imagine that.
I might see my parents tomorrow. I might not. Depends on how nice the weather is; there's a fair-sized hill between them and me. If tomorrow goes on as today has begun, I hope they won't come; I love my parents dearly, and I wouldn't want them to risk their lives getting here.
I also hope Scott stays over at his friend's place, after the game. Because even if the road is passable, our driveway was slightly slush-slippery to me on foot already.
We'll see, we'll see. I liked snow better as a child, when it was someone else's problem to make it safe and passable; but I enjoy it a fair bit on the weekend. There's no place I have to be, no promises to keep, that need me leaving. I did the grocery shopping Friday, gassed the car and deposited checks today before the snow, and all is well and snug here. If Scott were home I would have no weather concerns; and as it is, I imagine it will clear up tomorrow for a while at the very least, so he'll be able to get home then.
(Actually, it's mostly major roads; if he can safely get out to highway 8 from his friend's house, he can probably make it home okay tonight. But if it doesn't melt by tomorrow, they're more likely to have at least some roads cleared - and it really is major roads only once he gets out; we're straight off a main road ourselves, so the driveway may be the most perilous part of the trip. And anyone who thinks I'm joking, hasn't seen the slope coming into our driveway. It's brief, but it is designed to make you slide into the van parked there if slippery....)
Ah, enough random babbling. Time and past time for bed. Wish me luck in getting up before the snow has gone!