Last post I issued an invitation to Mother Nature and someone passed it along, because she visited us this week. First, two days of cold, yukky rain and then last night – SNOW!
The weather forecasters were on overdrive, predicting when it would start, how much we’d get, possible power outages. I think they must go to training classes with the same people who talk about the products for sale on QVC. Who knew so much could be said about so little?!
Because we don’t get a lot of snow around here, we kind of lose our minds. You have to avoid any place that resembles a grocery store. We react to snow or ice predictions as if we were facing the Great Depression with money still in the local bank. Several school systems let out early – though not the first flake had fallen.
It started after dark. We were in our basement den where you can’t see anything through the windows at night. I went upstairs for something, looked out the window and was pleasantly surprised to see a white yard. (We have more than our share of false alarms for snow – I believe it when I see it.) I turned on the outside lights at the deck and the snow was swirling around in the wind.
I picked up my cell phone, took a couple of pictures and went back downstairs. Without saying anything, I pulled the picture up and handed my husband the phone. He looked at it a minute and then asked somewhat incredulously, “Is that our deck?” He got up and turned on an outside light so he could see the snow falling. There’s just something magical about it. Then we had some snow thunder, followed by lightening. The weather folks got it right!
This morning, it was the usual schedule for me. As the sun began to rise over the lake, I had to take another picture. This time of the morning is so quiet and calm. As I drove to work, I soaked up the view as the sun rose and glazed the tree tops, the gray white snow beginning to glow with a combination of pink and orange. This post began to write itself in my head.
Best of all, it turned out to be a beautiful sunny day. Coats came off and you could hear the drip, drip, drip of melting snow everywhere. The dull overcast sky gave way to that beloved Carolina blue.
Tonight, the roads are mostly clear. There will be some ice in the morning and I’ll trek through the grass to get the newspaper. Our shaded driveway will be an icy slope until Sunday when the temperature will be back in the 50’s.
Then this will all be a memory.