So far this winter has been unusually strange. We went from temperatures so abnormally warm my grass began to grow in late December, to a freezing spell and snowstorm with record-setting accumulations. Then back to warm weather a couple of days after the snowstorm. It’s only January and I’m officially over this winter’s weather.
The month of March is said to “roar in like a lion and go out like a lamb.” It’s a bit too early to know how March will be going out, but it certainly roared in loudly enough.
Here it is March third, seventeen days away from the Spring Equinox, and right now we have about six inches of snow. The good news is that last night the weather guessers were predicting up to fifteen inches of snow, so only six inches qualifies as good news.
Our local newspaper is calling it “Snowzilla.” Other news media are calling it “Snowmaggedon” and “Snopocalypse.” Yet other helpful news sources are calling it “number 4 in recorded history for D.C.”. Whatever our media chooses to call it; I call it 30 hours of watching the snow fall, interspersed by periods of going outdoors and shoveling the winter wonderland off the sidewalks, driveways, and cars. When all was said and done, this past weekend we had 21 inches of snow pile up on top of the six inches left from the week before. With the weather services predicting more to come over the next several days.
Is summer here yet?
Question; What single thing can shut down entire cities, sends governments into closed door huddles, activates emergency response agencies, and sends people out into the streets in blind screaming panic?
Well, okey, but Godzilla pretty much hangs out around Tokyo. No, I’m talking about the first snow of winter.
On this Easter Sunday, 2007, I’d like to share a few neighborhood pictures of what spring looks like in our new home.
But you’ll need to click the “More” link to see them… Consider this news post is several thousand words long!
It’s been an interesting week here in beautiful northern Virginia. We had a snow day, delay in closing on buying our house, and a possible closing date on the house we’re trying to sell down in Mississippi. Valentine’s Day came and went and Chinese New Year, the year of the Pig, is fast approaching.
