Snow day
Three inches of snow fell today while I had my morning cuppa. Since the region has possibly the world’s tiniest fleet of snow plows (Seattle has a grand total of twenty-seven; you can imagine what the handful Tacoma’s got), and none of them are out thus far—’round here, three inches is enough to cancel an entire city, let alone school.
Despite the lure of white beaches and urban ski runs, I’m not crazy enough to try descending the hills today. Instead I’m spending my snow day close to home, so I can marvel at how strange the rhodies look under a sugar dusting.
On our rare doses of “real” winter, it always looks like Nature made some sort of clerical error—like the mailman dropping someone else’s holiday cards into our mailbox.
Instead of a blanket of white over a soft grey world, everything glows in blues, greens, yellows … and reds?
Yes, that is an apple, still on the tree—nicely chilled and ready to serve for Thanksgiving.
Let it snow!
So beautiful!
I can’t believe Seattle has so few plows…the one Christmas I spent up there was surprisingly snowy!
It must be nice to live in a place where snow is a pleasant surprise… :)
Have a great Thanksgiving, Chandler!