The Snow Storm That Wasn't
The predicted snow storm fizzled-out and we were left with a
more dangerous option - freezing rain. Little ice pellets hitting the roof all
morning and rain drops freezing the moment they touch ground - turning the roads
to ice rinks. Another dangerous side effect is rain freezing on tree branches,
causing the now-heavy limbs to crack-off (they always seem to land on car
roofs), or worse, entire trees fall. On a power line. Always on a power line.
But this storm wasn't
too bad (unless it was your car roof) and mostly troubled only citizens living at higher elevations.
People in the Willamette Valley completely flip-out when icy weather
is predicted. Decisions are made to cancel school. Football games. Bus routes. Church
services. We stockpile food as though Martians had landed. Television
reporters broadcast (LIVE!) from the highest hill in town, talking about weather that
never seems to arrive. The poor weatherman, wearing a puffy jacket (with the
station logo), a stocking cap (with the station logo) and mittens can only show
us a dusting of snow, tires spinning on an icy road... and his frozen moustache.
I showed Leo our frozen field. He thought Elsa had been here.
Let it go; let it go...
We don't leave our house on such days. Our house is on
top of a hill (technically a mountain and actually a dead volcano). Oh, it would be easy to
leave. All we would have to do is point our car downhill and we could slide all
the way to Salem,
except for that time Dave tried
to take our sister-in-law and niece to the airport in a snow storm and nearly
put his Tahoe in a ditch... and they had to abandon the car to walk a mile (uphill) back to
house in a blizzard... and their flight was cancelled anyway.. because Portland
actually was suffering a blizzard that day. We now remain at home in
We were so desperate in our seclusion,
we were forced to eat tofu. Ha, just kidding, we love
the stuff. I stir
fried little cubes of tofu with green onion and tossed
in a little
Fusion Sweet Chili Jam. A little spice to keep us
We woke to clear skies this morning and the temperature
will climb near 40 degrees today. The quarter-inch sheet of ice that encased us yesterday
is melting, creating the odd illusion of a rain shower in the
sun-drenched forest behind our house.
Leaves, trapped in ice
A little treacherous going up the front steps
And remember that pretty
hydrangea photo from Wednesday? I found the bloom frozen solid this
morning, upside-down from the weight of being covered in ice.
Portland did not receive the predicted snow, but the
mountains of Oregon received quite an accummulation.
I know many of you are suffering with terrible cold weather and
snow. Stay warm and please be safe - and get in your RV (as soon as the snow
plow goes by) and point it somewhere warm.
Until my next update, I remain, your thawing correspondent. Shabbat Shalom!
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