Saturday was our first real snow day. A group of us went to lunch and one by one we each stared out the window and said some variation of “sure looks like it’s gonna snow…” As if one of us saying it wasn’t enough to confirm what our eyes were seeing.
The first of the flakes began drifting down as we headed home, but didn’t seem too serious.
Another hour and it was clear that this was the real thing. The puppy hadn’t seen snow before, but took it in his usual stride…what’s the big deal, it’s just white rain and hey, it’s tasty!
Surprisingly Mr. Chitters doesn’t mind the snow too much either. He bounds across the yard, scaling the fence to access the woods where the snow is less deep, and conducts his kitty business in the shadows just like any other day. Then he comes inside and looks for a warm lap to dry his feet.
As before, most of the snow is already gone (as of Tuesday), but it took longer this time and more is already coming down.
We will spend the next two weeks watching and worrying about snowfall for the trick-or-treaters on Halloween. On one hand, a fresh blanket of snow greatly increases visibility for drivers dodging pint-sized pedestrians, but on the other hand it makes walking slick and makes costumes awkward at best. Other winter areas may understand the dilemma…do we outfit our kids in costumes that fit and then hide them under the snowsuits? Or do we put them into costumes two sizes too big in order to fit over their winter gear? Or do we just get them a mask and a wand and call it good?
Princess in a parka…, Scary Monster in a scarf… you get the idea.
If I can get my act together and get those snow tires out of storage and on my car, I will be going up to the Cabin this coming weekend. It’s been many years since I was there in winter and I’m really looking forward to it.