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...yes, I know. Cope. I'm like a little child about snow, and there is so much of it. The great fat flakes have finally (literally after several hours) become a sifting of small flakes, but a lot of them are sifting down. I want the huge ones back, but oh well. Anyway, snow thoughts:
I had to get a couple inches of snow off my car to come home. Let's not mention how much fun getting into the trunk prior to clearing it off was.
When I turned onto the street that leads to mine, a father was making a snowman with his kids. They didn't have a huge yard, but it had plenty of snow and then some. They'd broken for a snowball fight as I went past.
Partway down I-5, it was just sleet - around Tualatin - then it got all snowy again.
The clouds are low, too, and things in the distance look foggy. It looks very Christmas-postcard-ish. Today's high was supposed to be 57 or 58 (at one am last night) and the low 40 (tonight, becoming tomorrow's high). The weather had other ideas. It was about 34 at the office when I left; it was 33 here when I arrived (according to the car's measurement, which may be off).
I smell of snowmelt just now. It got in my hair. I love that crisp scent.
The second-floor landing at my office has a glass roof. It's bloody dim in there when it's covered over in snow. The stuff is heavy and wet and was not budging off in the least. It had bowed over a sapling tree at work, and was breaking branches off an older one. (Hence my desire to get some of the snow off my trees and bushes, right after taking pictures, which I did in fact do.)
Mother nature is snickering. My maple still had half the leaves on it. It still has a quarter. There were leaves on my lawn because the half of leaves my maple did not have this morning, came down Monday, and it is dark when I get home. I'm very glad it's a small maple but even so, my yard is now lawn, a layer of leaves, snow, a thin layer of leaves, more snow...the rest of the leaves will doubtless jump into the game soon.
I'm sure getting them up after this melts will be a wonderfully thrilling task. Sigh.
But it is so gorgeous now. And now I am going to go find some warm soup.
I had to get a couple inches of snow off my car to come home. Let's not mention how much fun getting into the trunk prior to clearing it off was.
When I turned onto the street that leads to mine, a father was making a snowman with his kids. They didn't have a huge yard, but it had plenty of snow and then some. They'd broken for a snowball fight as I went past.
Partway down I-5, it was just sleet - around Tualatin - then it got all snowy again.
The clouds are low, too, and things in the distance look foggy. It looks very Christmas-postcard-ish. Today's high was supposed to be 57 or 58 (at one am last night) and the low 40 (tonight, becoming tomorrow's high). The weather had other ideas. It was about 34 at the office when I left; it was 33 here when I arrived (according to the car's measurement, which may be off).
I smell of snowmelt just now. It got in my hair. I love that crisp scent.
The second-floor landing at my office has a glass roof. It's bloody dim in there when it's covered over in snow. The stuff is heavy and wet and was not budging off in the least. It had bowed over a sapling tree at work, and was breaking branches off an older one. (Hence my desire to get some of the snow off my trees and bushes, right after taking pictures, which I did in fact do.)
Mother nature is snickering. My maple still had half the leaves on it. It still has a quarter. There were leaves on my lawn because the half of leaves my maple did not have this morning, came down Monday, and it is dark when I get home. I'm very glad it's a small maple but even so, my yard is now lawn, a layer of leaves, snow, a thin layer of leaves, more snow...the rest of the leaves will doubtless jump into the game soon.
I'm sure getting them up after this melts will be a wonderfully thrilling task. Sigh.
But it is so gorgeous now. And now I am going to go find some warm soup.
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