Holy Blizzard, Batman!

Mullein stalk in winter sunset - backyard

I was sitting in my plushy green rocker reading and heard a sound that was something between a semi-truck dragging a steel tube down the road, and the passing of a freight train. I looked up just in time to see a wall of white coming down the canyon. In less than two seconds the world was blotted out, and our house was consumed in the deep vibrating roar of a true blizzard.

Certainly we've seen a lot of snow, and have even seen a fair share of world swallowing storms, but it still doesn't fail to wake up the heart and pull the whole family out of their individual worlds to stand together at the window and gape. This one caught us quite off guard. We haven't bothered to check the weather in a good long time because it is the same every day: sunny, upper 40's to lower 50's.


Weird post blizzard sunset light

When I shuffled to the bathroom sometime just before dawn, half asleep, I was shocked to see the snow falling outside the window. I woke up enough to tell myself I didn't have my glasses on, and went back to bed expecting to wake up and find the world unchanged. How wrong I was. Tsk, tsk on us for being lulled into being ill prepared. We have very little wood on the porch, and someone is going to have to brave it to head out to the woodpile. Any guesses who's going to draw that straw? We should have known yesterday when Jeff announced that he really ought to chop some wood. He has a sixth sense like that, but alas it was 51 degrees and we all shrugged and went back to the chores that were 'clearly more important'. :-p

And just like that it's winter again. 28 degrees presently.

Ah, well...

Here's to excuses for midday hot chocolate!

;-)