These are the rest of the photos I took of yesterday’s storm clouds. I say storm, but it was really just wind and rain. It looked much more dramatic than it was. Still, I’m glad that I got my driving out of the way before the wind really picked up. I hate being blown all over the road.
One minute, it looked like this:
The next, it looked like this:
That’s a lot of snow! Business/SPEA ought to be visible to the left of the tallish tree in the bottom photo. Goodbye Business/SPEA. It was nice knowing you.
I’m tired of ice. I had to scrape it off my car twice today. This morning, it was so thick that I could only chisel off a square inch at a time. Talk about tedious! Then, when I left work this afternoon, it was raining. Raining? Ha! More like semi-frozen gel that hardened on contact with my already-once-scraped car windows.
And to make matters worse, there were three cars lined up behind mine, wanting my parking space. Three of them! What the hell did the second and third driver think they were going to do, arm wrestle the first person in line for my spot? So, I had car scraping performance anxiety, because I knew that all three of them were watching me cussing at me to hurry up.
And now, I’m at home and worrying about potential power outages. Id rather not have a repeat of last spring’s ice storm. Just in case, I’ve got the heat preemptively cranked up. I think I’m going to go put a load of clothes in the washer, check the mail (yay, Netflix!), and park myself in front of the television with a big cup of hot tea.
It was spitting tiny little sleet pellets at me when I left for work this morning. The day stayed mostly overcast, but at one point there must have been a break in the clouds, because I looked out the window, and the buildings across from the library were glowing against the dark sky behind them.
I hadn’t looked at the weather since the middle of last week, so I was completely unprepared for this morning’s cold. It was in the 50s on Saturday, for crying out loud! This morning, it was 7F. Somewhere along the 27 steps between my front door and my car, my hair froze. But that’s not the part I’m complaining about. Much. The part I’m complaining about is the fact that we are supposed to get the dreaded Wintry Mix.
I never thought I’d say this, but I think I’m kind of over this whole winter thing. I’m ready to retire to a deserted island where the temperature never gets below 40F or above 70F.
I can hear chainsaws grinding away. Yesterday’s wind must have knocked down trees. I got home last night to find that someone’s trash had been blown all over my patio. It was mostly Bud Light cans (ugh), but I did a thorough pick-up, in case there were bones in it. I found a grocery bag stuffed with a used turkey carcass, not long after Thanksgiving, so I’m a little paranoid about things that might hurt Miss Brown.
I haven’t looked at the weather forecast, but the storms seem to be over. We had a high of 52F yesterday, so I was a little surprised to feel sleet hit my face when I left home this morning. It cooled off significantly overnight.
Wind gusts of 37.9 mph! Aieee! On the high seas, that’d be a moderate gale-force wind. I’m in just about the most solid building in town, and it sounds like a convoy of dump trucks is circling the building.
It’s 48F right now with 94% humidity, so obviously, there’s a misty drizzle and fog. It’s supposed to stay this way for awhile, too.
The bunnies are happy about the warm weather. When I took Harriet out this morning, there were at least ten rabbits grazing in the back field. They weren’t inclined to leave, either, which made Harriet’s morning potty trip both exciting and educational. We had a wonderful opportunity to work on our ability to ignore tempting, tasty morsels of rabbity goodness. Harriet’s response was something along the lines of, “Okayfinethen! If I can’t have them, I’m going to pretend they don’t exist.” I had to laugh, because that’s pretty much how I feel about the candy jar at work.
We had three (four counting today) clear days in a row. That has to be some sort of record. It was cold, too, so I drank a lot of tea last week. The little tags fold open, so you can make notes inside them.
That lovely blue sky with those wispy little cirrus clouds that I mentioned? All gone. There’s a thick blanket of clouds, so I guess those threats of snow were not so idle after all.
red paper boat 