Ended up with 7-8 inches in my neighborhood. I’ve never experienced the kind of winter weather as we have had this winter. January was almost spring-like, and then February had consistently freezing temps. Usually it’s the other way around. The official snow total for my city is 14 inches (all told, not actual accumulation), which is a decades-old record breaker. As pretty as it is, the high winds, sub-freezing temps, and impassable roads otherwise dull my enthusiasm. It’s as close as I want to know what it is like to live in Alaska this time of year or the Rockies during the spring thaw.
The first snow day of the year is always about getting out for a walk in the winter wonderland. Because this sort of thing happens only every so often, it’s always a treat.
However, this time, because of the terrible cold (in the 20s and teens) and the high winds with gale-force gusts up to 50 mph, going outside for a lovely stroll was not recommended. The conditions prompted the first “frozen spray warning” I’ve ever heard in the weather forecast for those crazy enough to be out on a boat. When I took the trash/recycling out, the experience was the closest I want to know what it must be like to live in Alaska this time of year. So, I stayed inside watching movies, napping, puttering around with this and that, started a new novel, and watched another movie before calling it an early night.
Day #2 is clear and sunny, and the wind is gone, but that’s about it. It’s still in the 20s; the sun only expected to warm things up to a relative balmy 35-degrees. There’s still no getting out of my hill-y neighborhood, as sanding our steep roads is not my city’s priority. It’s another day stuck indoors.
So, Day #2 will be about writing. Stay tuned. 😉