Winter took her time getting here, but she arrived in a nasty mood.
We received about 8 additional inches of snow on Saturday. We didn’t get much more snow on our hill on Sunday, but we heard of whiteout conditions, hazardous driving, multi-car accidents, and road closures in other nearby areas. We were content to stay home. I worked on a baby blanket I am making for a woman. I’m almost halfway done; I think it’s turning out to be very pretty. Meanwhile EJ snowblowed the driveway in preparation for more snow coming our way. It’s better to clear off 8 inches than to wait until it stops snowing and have to snowblow through 12 or 15 inches.
For the past couple of days, we’ve heard reports of a Winter Storm heading our way. It was difficult to figure out exactly how much snow we were expected to get. Different weather sources seemed to give different forecasted snow amounts. I’m not sure if we are expecting 3-6 inches of snow, 4-6 inches, 6-8 inches, 7-9 inches, 8-10 inches, or even more.
The Winter Storm was supposed to begin about 1 am on Monday morning–that’s today–but when I got out of bed and looked out the window, I didn’t see any additional snow at all. However, when we took Hannah out it was snowing. It was still dark. I pointed my flashlight toward the sky and admired the glittery flakes dancing like fairy dust in the beam of light.
In addition to snow, we’ve had brutal cold–and we are expecting gusty wind, whiteout conditions, and wind chills of -30 (F) or more with this storm. I’m glad the actual temperature is not so low, but low wind chills are still dangerous. When I went out to refill the bird feeders for the wild birds and sprinkle corn for the deer in the bird bath and on the big rocks. It didn’t take long for my fingers to start to hurt from the cold.
Later in the morning, I could see the snow falling. The snowflakes are small, but it is snowing heavily.
EJ laughed at me last night when he saw me read the list of school closings at a news page at Facebook. We reminisced over memories of school closings when we were children. EJ said that he and his siblings breathlessly listened to the local radio station, which played excruciatingly boring music, hoping to hear that their schools were closed. My siblings and I would dial a phone number to hear a list of school closings. Every other child in the area was also calling the same number so we kept getting “busy signals.” We’d hang up and dial again and again and again until finally we got through. We’d dance for joy when we heard that our schools were closed. We’d groan in anguish if they weren’t. Even though school closings don’t affect us at all any more, we never have gotten over the feeling of excited anticipation we had at the approach of a snow storm when we were children.
We have errands to run today: I need to get to the post office to mail an Etsy Store order to an out-of-state customer, and we need to meet a local customer at the Sheriff’s Department in the next town over to deliver her two Goblins. We also need to buy Hannah Joy’s dog license in the same town. If the roads are hazardous, however, we might postpone those trips for another day. I’d rather be safe than sorry. EJ says that we can make it with no problem….